Good morning, my peeps! Welcome to this week’s Friday Fictioneers, hosted by the always lovely Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, who also supplied this week’s photo prompt.
I’m short on time so shall spare you my usual long-winded preamble!
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Genre: Realistic Fiction
Word Count: 100
The three families walked along the ancient streets in little groups; each one talking about what they were seeing.
It was a fabulous day and all were so happy to be there together.
Suddenly, they realised a little one was missing. Frantically they split up calling Tyler’s name. Dad tried to remember what Tyler was wearing that morning should he have to give a description. Mom was imagining all the worst possible scenarios.
Grinning ear-to-ear, little Tyler suddenly appeared. “I went to the bathroom all by myself, Mommy!”
Undecided whether to smack him or hug him, Mom chose the latter.