Time To Write — Six Things

28AE0E6E-9D29-48F3-AD07-5E139DC71714“Why are you crying, sweetheart,” Anita’s grandfather asked her.

Anita stopped crying and attempted to wipe away her tears. “Because, Poppy,” she said, “there’s a talent show at school next week and I told everyone that I could make balloon animals, but I’ve tried and tried and I just can’t seem to do it right.”

“Well, honey,” he said, “It takes a lot of hot air to blow up the balloons like that and maybe you’re having trouble because you’re not full of hot air, like some people I know.”

“But if I don’t have enough hot air,” Anita said, “how am I going to win the talent show? And look,” she said, pointing to a crudely drawn banner, “I already made a sign to advertise my balloon animals.”

“Maybe, Anita, it would be best to find another talent for you to show off to your classmates,” her grandfather suggested. “Let’s go out and get an ice cream cone and talk about what your real talents are.”

Written for Rachel Poli’s Time To Write prompt, using the random words animals, balloon, and best, and for Teresa’s Three Things Challenge where the the things are crying, grandfather, and banner.



FFfPP — Best Croissants in Town

img_2178“I heard this place makes the best croissants in the city,” Seth said.

“Well, I’ll have you know that I’m a croissant aficionado,” Carl said, “and I will reserve judgment until I have sampled one.”

“Okay,” Seth said. “Let’s do this thing.”

The two of them walked into the Bread Ahead store. As they approached the counter, the clerk greeted them with a smile and said, “Good morning, gentleman. What can I get for you?”

Seth was the first to answer. “I’ll have a chocolate almond croissant and a vanilla latte,” he said.

Carl looked at Seth with disdain. “A chocolate almond croissant? Seriously? How can you evaluate the quality of a croissant when it contains all that crap?”

“But I love chocolate almond croissants.”

Ignoring his friend, Carl addressed the girl behind the counter. “A plain croissant and a black coffee,” he said.

The girl handed Seth a tray with their coffees and croissants and they found table.

“Rich, buttery, flaky, puffed, and layered,” Carl said after examining and tasting the croissant as a sommelier might taste test a fine wine.

“And the verdict?” Seth asked.

“The best croissants in town,” Carl acknowledged with a broad smile.

(198 words)

Written for Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practioner from Roger Shipp. Photo credit: Daria Shevtsova pexels-photo-1070945.