‘Mama is this an eggplant or an ao-bar-genie.’
She giggled at his attempts to pronounce the word, ‘it’s an aubergine honey, but it’s also called an eggplant. Where did you get them from they look very tasty.’
‘From Mr. Johnson’s farm.’
The giggles disappeared, as she took the plants from him and threw them out of the window.
‘I told you to stop picking food from Mr. Johnson’s plot. Everything there is poisoned.’
‘That’s not what Canny said.’
‘And you believe Canny over your own mother? Have you noticed how big Canny is, it comes from eating those unhealthy vegetables.’
‘But you always tell me to eat my vegetables so I can grow big and healthy.’ he stammered conveying his confusion at his mothers’ behavior.
‘Big and healthy Lucas, not big and unable to outrun the cat or jump over a trap. Those plants have enough chemicals to grow a cow out of you.’
‘Am hungry mama.’
‘I know love, here have some fish, I’ll look for more food tonight.’
In response to the writing challenge flash fiction for aspiring writers hosted by Priceless Joy click on the link to visit the blog. The photograph is from Louise @ the storytellers abode (interesting photo can’t wait to see all the stories it inspires) and the challenge is to write a 100 – 150 words (+/- 25 words) story inspired by it. Do click on the link for other stories.