
“But you promised,” Billy whined.
“Yeah, Mom, you promised,” Bonnie chimed in.
“I know,” Sandy said. “But it’s been raining for days and it’s still drizzling. We’ll have to wait for a sunny day so the park can dry out a bit.”
“We can wear our yellow rain slickers and our yellow rain boots,” Billy said.
“And you can bring your big umbrella,” Bonnie said.
Feeling worn down, Sandy caved. A few minutes later they arrived at the neighborhood park. “Where is everyone?” Billy asked.
“Yeah, Mom, where is everyone?” Bonnie repeated
Sandy sighed. “They’re at home, cozy and dry.”
(100 words)
Written for the Friday Fictioneers prompt from Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Photo credit: Roger Bultot.
Actually, my kids would’ve loved splashing around in that. But I wonder about the surfacing (looks hard compared to what is usually required… but I’d let them play).
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In Hawaii, there’s an expression that goes “That’s why hard!”
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Flawless logic
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I’m glad they went. They can take hot baths when they get home and put on their flannel pajamas afterwards.
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Lol. Cosy and dry! 😀
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Yep, that’s kids for you
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Kids don’t think ahead about things like this. Great story!
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