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“Why are you late to school Emma?” demanded Vicki.
“It’s not MY fault. That rock in front wouldn’t stop talking!”
“Emma, you are a big girl now. You cannot get away with such stories.”
“But it is TRUE! He speaks to me every day”
“Oh really? What does he tell you?”
“You know, how his mother was so angry, she fumed for weeks and then threw him out on a red river. He finally stopped here. He says he was so lonely till I became his friend.”
Vicki could not help laughing. Emma had summarized the previous lesson so beautifully!
Word count: 100
Flash fiction in response to Friday Fictioneers hosted by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff.