3 – 100 words

Time’s a-chugging as onions get chopped and squished. Through blistering eyes, she plans her menu. No tomatoes, how can anyone not have tomatoes? She curses inwardly but triumphantly produces a can of crushed tomatoes. All I need is garbanzo or kidney beans. Drat, no Goya? Never mind, luckily Furmano’s comes to the rescue.

Brows furrowed, she manages to stir and scrape the edges as few pieces leave a black trail of death. As she empties contents, powders and thoughts into the pot, morning sounds come to a simmering halt.

 “People, mom has graduated from a Developer to an Integrator.”

Men!

Written By
More from Rads
Adoption Story: So, What's Her Story.
Today’s So, what’s her story, is about a blogger that you may...
Read More
Join the Conversation

4 Comments

Leave a comment
Leave a comment

Your email address will not be published.

CommentLuv badge

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.