Megan daintily held the long handle and preened into the
oval-shaped frame. Puckering her rosy, full lips, she chirped vainly,
“Is there anyone else as beautiful as I, say, oh, truthful
mirror!?”
Rose, who had her nose buried into a book, looked up at
Megan from above her thick-rimmed spectacles and sniggered,
“A la wicked queen from Snowhite?
Must, say, some resemblance there!”
Bubbling with anger at the snide remark, Megan aimed her
object of fascination perfectly at Rose’s head.
Rose caught the bookmark neatly between hysterical laughs, placed
it between the pages and rushed to console her little sister.
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| Copyright-Kent Bonham |
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Word count: 100
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Written in response to the photo prompt at Friday Fictioneers at Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. You can post one of your own or read the other entries here.
Dear Uma,
ReplyDeleteI don't think Megan needs consoling. I think she needs a good swift kick to her cute little bottom.
Nice take on the prompt.
Shalom,
Rochelle
hahaha, true, Rochelle, but Rose shouldn't have needled her. Thank you :-)
Deleteheheh cuteness this was. sibling rivalry :D
ReplyDeletehehe, sibling rivalry always has a variety of shades, no? :-D
DeleteCute story, Uma!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Vinitha! :-)
DeleteHeh heh... Cute girls.
ReplyDeleteHai na, Tulika? :-)
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