By Don Tassone
The boy stood astride his new bike at the end of his driveway.
Two of his friends spotted him and came over to check it out.
“What color is it?” asked one.
“Red.”
“Looks orange to me.”
“Are you crazy?” said the other. “It’s purple.”
“You’re color blind.”
“You’re full of crap.”
“It’s red.”
“You’re an idiot.”
Without saying goodbye, both of his friends left.
The boy got off his bike, walked it back into his garage, and went inside his house.
A few minutes later, he got a text from each of his friends.
“OK. It’s red.”
“Wanna ride bikes?”
Lovely little sketch, especially the ending – really nailed the weird and arbitrary rules of children’s social lives. Good job!
Reminds me of many childhood conversations. 🙂 Good stuff.
Just like boys…Good story, made me smile.
Like azsalinas, above says, this one brings back childhood memories. I’ve done stuff like this myself–best I can recall!
Thanks to all. I’m glad you liked this story.