“There’s nothing cute about it,” he said. The register of his voice indicated decision more so than discussion.
She disagreed heartily and privately, staring past his head and out the window behind him.
Their kids laughed as they decorated the car.
“Weren’t you ever a kid, Stanley? Didn’t you ever do something just for fun? Let them enjoy themselves. They’re only young once. It washes off.”
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This is a challenge – if you choose to accept the challenge – you have 3 days . . . Trifectans unite! The editors gave us 33 words and challenged us to complete the thought with 33 of our own. These are mine. Where are yours?