The spilled water from the knocked-over vase filled with fresh-cut roses edged its way across the kitchen table. Once again, the two teen sons of Danielle Lewis ignored previous warnings and ran through the house goofing around. An act that had previously been committed numerous times. The boys would then secretly clean up the mess, confident that they were getting away with shenanigans.
Unbeknownst to them, Danielle knew all along what was happening and was planning a trap.
The next day, Danielle placed a vase of glass roses on the table’s center and mischievously thought,
“Let them cover this up”.
(100 words)
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Written for this week’s Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochell Wisoff-Fields.
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