The marketplace was bustling today. I had a monstrous list of things I wanted. My little boy looks forward to market days
with so much to see and do! Still after traipsing
through the stalls and waiting in endless lines, he becomes restless.
While waiting at the bakers he became
fascinated with the metal wastebasket reserved for the wrappings that accompany
the samples. He stood drumming happily
on the lid a musical rhythm to the amusement of those surrounding us. With him occupied, I busied myself filling my
basket and purchasing an assortment of fresh-baked breads for the upcoming week.
This is a fictional tale in response to the picture prompt for the Write Tribe 100 Words on Saturday writing prompt. A special thank you to Vidya Sury for providing the picture for today's prompt.
This is a fictional tale in response to the picture prompt for the Write Tribe 100 Words on Saturday writing prompt. A special thank you to Vidya Sury for providing the picture for today's prompt.
