It Was Emily?

© 2015, Barbara W. Beacham
© 2015, Barbara W. Beacham

“What a tangled web we weave, when first we practice to deceive.”

“Why do all of our conversations start out with you saying that, Dad?”

“It’s a proverb that my dad always said to me.”

“Did you have to sit in a time-out chair?”

“Grandpa had a chair just like this one for me.”

“You ever draw on the walls at Grandpa’s?”

“Is that what you did?”

“It was my crayons, but Emily colors over everything. You know that.”

“Emily is only three-and-a-half. The coloring was way above the ice dispenser on the refrigerator.”

“If she moves a chair, Emily can reach really high.”

“Did Emily move a chair?

There was silence.



Written for Monday’s Finish That Story. Requirements: Using the photo prompt and the provided first sentence, tell a story of only 100-150 words.

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