In 1492 Columbus sailed the ocean blue.
Where are we going Christopher?
It’s a surprise mum, we are nearly there, I took a wrong turn back there otherwise we would reached by now.
Why are we at the marinara Christopher?
It’s a marina mum, marinara is a sauce. Over there do you see it?
That pink boat with the ‘for sale’ sign? Or the bicycle next to it?
Both mum.
It’s a ladies cycle Chris, who is the lucky lady?
It’s you mum. The boat is for me. I am sailing to the Sydney Mardi Gras with my friend Pablo.
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Written for Friday Fictioneers. Word Count : 100
My first thought was to increase the body count for the week. The pink boat provides ample opportunity. But in the end a dialogue only story for this week.
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Oh, nice, a bike for mum, a boat for son! I'm sure she'd love Mardi Gras too :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks Ali, mum could be the dancing queen :-)
DeleteDear Subroto,
ReplyDeleteHmmm. I wonder how Mum feels about that arrangement? Fun story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks Rochelle. Mum's going to accepting and go on a bike ride with Pablo.
DeleteImaginative take on the prompt! How does Mum feel about Pablo, I wonder?
ReplyDeleteThanks Penny, I am sure Mum's going to get on fine with him.
DeleteNice way to break the news. Wonderful whimsical tale, Subroto.
ReplyDeleteThanks Lisa, I am glad you liked it.
DeleteAt least he got her a bike when he said goodbye. Funny tale.
ReplyDeleteIt was a cyclelogical move ;-)
DeleteThanks for your comments Brenda.
Your dialogue worked for me! Great story (loved the marinara/marina exchange).
ReplyDeleteThanks Susan I am glad you liked it.
DeleteThanks for not raising the body count...
ReplyDeleteFun dialogue.
Maybe next time ;-)
DeleteThanks for reading Dale.