She lived in a mango tree. Could she help it? No! She was stubborn as a mule.
“You’re wrong, just admit it.” She mumbled as she sat with her arms crossed. “I can so live on my own.”
Back at the house, Richard asked, “Do you really this will work?”
His wife, Amy, glared at him as she placed her famous lasagna on the windowsill. “It’s her favorite. She’ll come back inside in no time.” She turned to Richard. “It’s been a week, how much longer do you think she’s willing to survive on mangoes? She hates mangoes.”
“Shame on you, mom,” she said while staring at the lasagna from the window of the tree-house, “for trying to lure me back.” She shook her head. “I won’t give in so easily.”
A soft knock on the door and quietly, she entered the house. Amy was sitting at the table. “I’m sorry, mom. You’re right. I need you.”
(~150 words)
Each week, Mondays Finish the Story challenges our minds by providing with a picture along with the first sentence for us to finish the flash fiction with 100 -150 words based on the picture above.
As long as her mom cooks anyway! LOL! Sneaky mom putting lasagna on the window sill. Great story Yinglan!
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Thank you.
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My pleasure!
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Sweet! Home made lasagne would draw me back in too 🙂
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Now I’m craving for some lasagna! Clever take. 🙂
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Ha ha, me too. 😀 Thanks for reading.
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Always a pleasure. 🙂
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Awww! Lovely.
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Thank you.
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Now I want to eat some lasagna! Well done Yinglan! Thank you for participating in the Mondays Finish the Story challenge. Be well… ^..^
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Ha ha 😀 Thank you. Looking forward for Monday’s prompt. Take care.
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