Flash Fiction–That Sounds Better


That Sounds Better

Summer in the Hampton’s: nine year old Jack, his Grandpa Tony, Grandma Peggy and I are in the living room of the rental house.
Grandpa Tony says, ‘Jack I have to get a new dinghy for the boat.’ ‘Why Poppa?’ ‘Because it’s old and worn out.’ ‘Sort of like me,’ I immediately say.
Jack quickly replies, ‘No, no Nana, you’re not worn out, you’re just old.’
Now, that made me feel better.

Etta Schaeffer
Boca Raton Branch, FL

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