Family Bonding

SPF 11-11-18 Pensitivity

Photo Prompt Courtesy  pensitivity101

“Grandpa, look at that cute Bunny,” my three-year old sweetheart cried out excitedly.

“Where, where?” I said with faux excitement, playing along to please her.

“Oh Grandpa,” she replied a bit sternly, “he is so big, can’t you see it? Look, there, next to the tomato tree.”

I smiled as I said, “Sorry Sweety Pie, I’m growing a bit old now, my eyesight is not what it used to be.”

She kissed both my eyes then, melting my heart as if it was made of wax, and said, “Don’t worry, Grandpa, I’ll be your eyes.”

I couldn’t see anything at all for the next few seconds, the stupid tears just refused to ebb. But I forcefully wiped them off.

She saw this, and smiled.

“Ready, Grandpa?” she smiled.

“Ready,”  I replied, as together, we jumped down from the ledge, and our claws dug into the struggling rabbit till it went limp.

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151 words.

Written as a part of Sunday Photo Fiction – March 24, 2019, hosted by Susan Spaulding.

 

 

 

 

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About anuragbakhshi

At the age of 40, I decided to exit the corporate world, and enter the world of stories as a full-time writer. Wish me luck!
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9 Responses to Family Bonding

  1. Violet Lentz says:

    In for the kill.. I should have been expecting it!! Nicely done!

  2. Mukhamani says:

    Unexpected ending 😊

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