“You have won the tour for two days and one night.” screamed the postcard and with it was a photo of a boat house and a floating bed.
“Imagine mom winning the contest!” said Francine.
“Come on, let us start packing.” said Felicia.
“But, just four people are allowed for the holiday.”
“You, I, Fred and one of our friends? Or maybe dad? Yes! That would be perfect.” said Felicia.
“What do you say, Fred?” they asked their brother, who was sitting, quietly.
“None of us are going. This trip is for mom and dad.” he said.
“What are you saying? Why not?”
“Francine, it was mom who won the contest. Why didn’t you think of including her in your list?”
“But, only four of us can go..”
“Why do you include ‘us’, btw? Haven’t they sacrificed many trips for us? I am tired of you both ignoring mom on any of the entertainment deals. Is that because she is outdated? She is the one who really needs and deserves it. Come on, let them both go. They need time alone.”
Fred looked at them, pleadingly, and they both slowly nodded.
Written for Ermilia’s Picture it & Write.