‘You don’t love me anymore’, I screamed, ‘It is only her nowadays, I said pointing at my ‘new’ sister.
And so I sulked. Ma cajoled and Pa tickled but did I smile. No.
And then Ma whispered something in Pa’s ears, And then Pa smiled and took the car keys and said, who will come for a ride?’
I turned my head but pa held my hand and pulled me out.
And off we went for a chocolate pastry. Pa beamed to see me drum but little did he know pastry is why I had played this drama all along
Written for 100 words on Saturday at Writetribe. The prompt being the picture.