When he saw them, he knew he had to take them home. One, two, three, four, five: they were small and round, skin gleaming with golden polka dots. The largest even had a leaf pinned, flag-like, to the stalk, just like in fairy tales. He’d never seen that in real life before.
Part of him didn’t want to eat them. It was the smell that won him over in the end: fresh, healthy, reviving. He cut up all five fruits into a bowl.
Afterwards, he fell asleep there, on the sofa, and didn’t wake up for a hundred days.
This is my response to the Carrot Ranch Weekly Flash Fiction Challenge: exactly 99 words (excluding title), inspired by a given prompt.
From 24/9/20 to 29/9/20, the prompt is: ‘In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about snacking. It can feature crunchy snacks, or creamy ones. Who is snacking on what and why? How can you make this a story? Go where the prompt leads!’
To read more responses to this prompt (by a range of wonderful writers!), go to: https://carrotranch.com/2020/10/01/snacking/ 🙂
Image by E.A. Colquitt