Brian could hear his son, Billy, laughing hysterically, but when he looked around the natural history museum floor, he didn’t see Billy.
“Billy?” Brian called out.
“Over here, Dad,” Billy answered. “Behind the elephants.”
“Are you okay, son?” Brian asked when he got to Billy’s side. “What were you laughing at?
Billy started laughing hard again. When he finally could control himself, he pointed up to the large elephant and started laughing again.
“Shh, Billy,” Brian said. “We’re in a museum.”
“I can’t help it. The spotlight is aimed right at the elephant’s private parts,” Billy said. “And it’s a female elephant. I can see…” Billy leaned in closer and whispered “… its vagina.” And he started laughing hysterically again.
Written for today’s Sunday Photo Fiction prompt. Photo credit: C.E. Ayr.