“Everybody ran in a panic, and that…was pretty much how our honeymoon ended.” Louis and Sasha sat with their jaws hanging.
“Cool!” Little Toby said, “Tell it again.”
After a moment, Louis composed himself, “That cannot be what happened. There’s no such thing as ‘evil spirits’.”
His twin, Sasha, added, “Yeah, so why don’t you tell us the real story because I think we’re old enough to know the truth.”
Their parents turned to each other again before their mother blurted, “Okay, the spirit was your Uncle Dougie snoring at the microphone. He snores like a ghost call. Happy now?”
Each week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple hosts Friday Fictioneers where we’re challenged to write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words, more or less, based on the picture above.