They huddled in the corner of the day care, the two middle aged women. The lights were dimmed and a movie was playing quietly in the background. About 12 children are lounging on the floor, on assorted colored mats. A few are sleeping, a few fidgeting and a couple whispering back and forth.
The women have their heads bowed, not minding the children.
"Did you hear about Cindy?" The dark haired woman asked.
"No. What about her?" Said the other, a dish water blond.
"She's pregnant."
The blond looked back at the other, did a quick scan of the room, then bowed her head in closer. "I had guessed that! When did she find out?"
The dark haired woman grinned at her news. "Not sure, it's on Facebook."
"Facebook." The blond made a dirty look. "Sounds like she decided to tell the world."
"Yeah."
"Well good for her I guess. Too bad she's only 20."
The dark haired woman looked over her shoulder. Two of the children were gone.
I can picture this! Good job.
ReplyDeleteI like this. It had a serious sense but also kind of funny. Good job.
ReplyDeleteSo enveloped in their gossip that two children have disappeared?! That's true to form when it comes to flash fiction. The conflict or crisis happens quickly and dramatically. Thanks :)
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