And I hereby inaugurate my hasty attempt at fiction on this blog! It was actually quite fun, I might do this Friday Fictioneer thing more often. Below was the photo prompt for my 100 word story.
Dark bags under the eyes and perfectly miserable, I observed. A sigh escaped me as I greeted my granddaughter. She heard it and looked away.
“What now girl? On such a nice day?” My voice was filled with reproach and tenderness.
I took her papery hands and led her to the garden. Would it still be there?
“Came out of nowhere! Ever seen anything like it, with colors like that?” I kept my tone level and sneaked a look at her.
She glanced at it coolly, disinterested at first.
But her gaze lingered and by God I saw her smile.