Two bitty bits of flash fiction today. I’m currently in a crazed state as I was cleaning up my iTunes and decided to go ahead and update my phone as well … and now my phone is in recovery mode, so I’m going to post this and then continue to quietly freak out. 🙂 Enjoy!
May 30, 2015
Rush Hour Traffic
“Wow! Look at that!”
I pointed with my right index finger. My husband followed the line of my finger as I stared at the sculptured shrubbery of the high end jewelry store parking lot.
“Yeah, that’s been there.”
“I’ve never noticed it. I thought it was a giant butterfly before I noticed the horse. That’s cool,” I said, still peering out of the window while we sat in traffic.
“Yep. It’s a Pegasus. I think it’s a Pegasus. Or a unicorn? No, because Pegasus’ don’t have horns, do they?” he said.
“Uh, nooo,” I said.
“”Cause unicorns fart rainbows and vomit cotton candy and all that crap.”
“Yes. That’s exactly what they do. Gosh, honey, everyone knows that.”
“Elyssa thinks that mice grow up to be rats,” said Ann.
“She does not,” said Erin.
Ann nodded, laughing. “She really does. I’ll prove it.”
She walked to the phone and paged for their coworker to come to the cosmetics counter. Ann started telling Erin different stories about their manager. It was a few minutes before Elyssa made it over to them, and by that time both Erin and Ann were laughing loudly.
“What’s up?” asked Elyssa.
“You seriously don’t think mice grow up to be rats, do you?” asked Erin.
“I don’t care what you guys say, I still believe that,” said Elyssa.