Penny stood frozen. “What’s wrong?” Greg asked. Penny’s lips trembled as she struggled to get a word out of her lips. All she could do was stare up at the tree. Greg followed Penny’s eyes, “Cool, is that a snake?”
At once, Penny’s eyes flew to him, “What?! What’s wrong with you? Aren’t you afraid at all?”
Greg chuckled, “Why should I be afraid of a harmless snake?”
“Harmless?” Penny shrieked. “What if it suddenly swings down and wraps itself around your neck? Or worse, bites you?”
Greg laughed, “P-lease, snakes don’t attack unless you attack them first.”
Penny shook her head and rolled her eyes, “unbelievable,” and with her head down, she hurried passed the tree while Greg lingered behind to snap pictures of the snake.
I am participating in Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writer, where we write a piece between 100 and 150 words (more or less 25 words) in length inspired by the photo prompt above.