Frankie tore the wrapping paper and stared at the doll. ‘This is from Santa?’
‘Where the hell did you get the presents, Tom?’ Jane asked.
‘The elves must have made a mistake,’ Tom said to his son. ‘I bet there’s a girl a block over opening a transformer.’
‘More like opening nothing at all,’ Jane muttered. ‘Jesus, you stole a kid’s Christmas present.’
‘How was I to know it was friggin’ doll?’
‘You’re missing the point. You left some poor kid without presents.’
‘I guess you don’t want yours, huh?’
‘I want you to take them back, you callous bastard.’
A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.
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