Betsy stirred her coffee lazily. Outside her kitchen window the cat was play pouncing on clovers and chasing butterflies. It was an idyllic lifestyle. At least, that is what her friends would tell her when they visited. She was told time and time again how much she was envied.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Lissie-Sue! I beg you. Chew with your mouth closed! I can NOT stand hearing you smack your lips. Please try to be a lady.â€
“Yes, Mama.â€
Lissie sank down into her chair as her lips started to tremble. “I’m sorry, Mama.â€
“It’s okay, baby. I’m sorry I yelled.â€
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written for Velvet Verbosity’s 100 Word Challenge: SMACK from her current reading material – The Brief and Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao, by Junot Diaz.
Oh man, that was dark!
“But it tastes good!” was my usual response during incidences like this.
Nice 100.
This was a great take on the prompt, and very clever too!
She was only sorry she yelled? Life is definitely not idyllic.
Smacking lips…well done. Makes me want to hear more of what’s going on…