Price of Peace and Quiet – Friday Fictioneers

How could I resist Rochelle’sDOUBLE-DOG DARE YOU TO NOT write a story that has to do with lockdown, quarantine or the big C-19″ using this photo by Trish Nankivell? I could not.  Not that I have in the last almost eleven months, but still.  It’s time for Friday Fictioneers. Click on the frogs below to read more stories or to add your very own!.

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Price of Peace and Quiet

Lianne sighed in pleasure, relishing the quiet.  She took a sip of her coffee, picked up her book and started reading. Less than a paragraph in she stopped, realising it was too quiet.

“Daisy?  Whatchu doing, honey?”  No answer.  No bueno.  Peace and quiet always comes at a price.

As she entered the playroom, Daisy jumped on her.

“Hi Mommy!  Come and play with me!”

Lianne looked at the long strips of toilet paper that went the length of the room. and the stack of empty rolls at the end.

“Bowling?”

Daisy handed her a full roll. “You go first!”