Licking sticky fingers, Mark reveled in the here-but-gone
sweetness that clung to them. He wiped his hand on his shorts as corny music blared.
His buddies shoved and whispered behind him, but Mark was focused to win. The kid behind the counter traded 3 balls for
his dollar in one practiced swipe. Game
on!
One bounced wide.
His
second ricocheted off two rims, then went out.
Lucky #3 boinked once
– twice -
then circled
the rim before plunking into the water.
Score!
Grinning, Mark chose the swimmer with a tiny black mustache.
Suzie, the future marine biologist,
would love it.
100 words.
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Day #10 is here. We are a third of the way through the August #BlogFlash2012 Challenge. Hard to believe, right?
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All the sounds of the fair ringing in my ears!
ReplyDeleteI LOVED this so so so much!!! Wonderful take on the prompt and terrific storytelling!!! :)
ReplyDeleteI love the writing style you used at the part where he threw the third ball. Nice writing! :)
ReplyDeleteI can smell the kettle popcorn and butter! And I'm sure the future marine biologist will always remember the first fairground gift won for her by someone who has a crush on her:)
ReplyDeleteThis rocks!! It was so much fun to read :)
ReplyDeleteSo adorable - and I LOVE the lay out. Makes a poem of the story!
ReplyDeleteI can hear the sound of the ball. Bravo!
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