She giggled … “mommmm, you have to finish the story. What did great-grandpa sayyy….”
“Well, he said, you better leave this place you big for nothing oaf.” She laughed and tickled Sarah.
“That’s not what you said last time mummy,” Sarah replied trying so hard to be coherent.
“Ohhh? What did I say last time?””
“You said he told the man to leave his Island or he would send his soul to the devil.”
“I told you that?” Oh my God. Marlene thought.
“Yes, you did mum, you change it every time. I wish great-grandpa wrote his stories down.”
So this is a long short, but the graffiti inspired my story. Thanks Rochelle for hosting the writing challenge Friday Fictioneers. Click the link to visit her blog.
And click on the link to read other stories.