By Joem Antonio
She bolted. He ran. She was fast. He had longer legs.
She zigzagged through the aisles and displays. He kept pace with laser focus. She could run all day, but he couldn’t.
She suddenly turned past a corner, out of sight. An old lady quietly pointed him in the right direction. He tiptoed. Probably too late, but it could be worse.
There she was indeed, gorging as much ice cream as she could. He pounced and picked her up as she kicked and screamed.
There are worse things in life than ice cream stains and the whole supermarket staring at you.
Delightful!
Thank you so much!
Love it!! I could see the scene clearly.
A fun read. Loved the implied joy in parenthood. Well done.
Thank you so much!