“Thanks a lot. I’d said no, hadn’t I?”
“You don’t understand, Sis.”
“What’s to understand, Ali?” Jennifer straightened, and blew frizzy hair out of her scarlet face. Fingering the softness of her cashmere sweater, mouth puckered, she threw it across the bed.
“I wore it once—for my Valentine’s…”
“I’m ecstatic for you.” Jennifer hissed. “I now pronounce you Ali and spaghetti stain.”
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The word limit for Ecstatic is 75 words. I used 63 words today. Check out http://mommasmoneymatters.com/flash-fiction/ for rules and contributions.
Hahahaha! I love this.
Great flash, Tess!
Very interesting! A sisterly exchange, and very accurate in my realm of sisterhood.
Thank you kb. Lots of squabbles among and between sisters. Ha ha.
Excellent! what a selfish sister, very well portayed in those few words!
Thanks, Gilly. If you’re going to lift ‘things’, you should know how to cover your tracks. Ha ha.
I love the grumpiness of it!
That’s girls for you–the ones taken advantage of. Thanks, Rose.
Yes – I can see this going down
Well done Tess!!
Thanks, Ghia. Can’t live with them and can’t live without ‘em.
I have it thus – can’t live with them, can’t shoot them
Yep, I grew up in a house full of girls, five of us; no boys. We didn’t fight over clothes because I was the oldest and my clothes weren’t to anyone’s taste. I don’t recall fights amongst the younger sisters.
Oh heavens!!!
Me and my sister fought all the time!!!
Sometimes still do – it’s as if we were raised by two different families!
I love this one! It made me smile and then laugh right out loud! Sisters, bah
Hi, Valentine. Yeah, sisters. I was lucky because I was the oldest so no-one borrowed from me.
What can I say, I’m ecstatic! I’ve never had a sister, but that’s how I imagine it. Very nice.
Ha ha, Susan. Thanks. I was lucky because I was the oldest so no-one could borrow from me.
Haha, this is brilliant. I can’t tell you how many lambswool sweaters my sisterS ruined of mine.
Sisters! Yeah, sometimes the fur flies…
Very clever, and as always, very descriptive. Nice job!
You’re too kind, Pamela. How are the boys today?