“Dad! It’s number four!”
“I see it, Trav.” Brad tried to muster as much enthusiasm to counter the growing sense of dread. “Are you guys ready to have some fun?” How did he end up taking four children under the age of eight to an amusement park?
That’s right: he actually volunteered to do it.
Jillian spent the first night of their vacation locked in the bathroom, courtesy of a dinner entrée that decided to bite back. She suggested that Brad take their seven-year old twins, Travis and Tristan, three-year old Justin, and six-month old Brandy to spend the day at the pool while she rested. Brad insisted that he could handle the kids in the park alone for one day.
“Afternoon, sir. Tickets?” Brad gave their tickets to the shuttle operator. “One adult. Four children.”
“Sir, there are only three children.”
Brad looked around frantically and started to count. One, Brandy. Two, Justin. Three, Tristan…
Word count: 160
This is my offering for the 117th Challenge of Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers hosted by the phenomenal Priceless Joy. Many thanks to Yinglan for this week’s photo prompt.
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