“What is that plant doing in my crystal bowl?” Joanna screamed. “Remove it from that bowl immediately!”

“Jeez, Joanna, relax,” Frank said. “I need something to put the plant in for a few days until the planter I ordered from Amazon arrives.”

“That crystal bowl has been in my family for three generation,” Joanna said. “It’s not for plants.”

“Well, what’s it for, then?” Frank asked. “I’ve never seen anything in this bowl other than an accumulation of dust.”

“It’s for show,” Joanna said.

“Great,” Frank said. “Then let it show my plant some love for a few days.”

(99 words)

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Written for this week’s Friday Fictioneers prompt from Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Photo credit: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.