The tragic pumpkin

The tragic pumpkin

Listlessly she watched mum haggling with the vendor. She hated vegetable shopping. She hated vegetables – slimy things that made dinner times a trial. She glared at the fat pumpkin on the shelf.
And then it heaved a sigh. She stared. Two huge tears rolled down its ‘cheeks’. Could it hear her think? ‘Yes I can,’ said he. Said? She couldn’t believe it. ‘I cannot believe it…’, he sniffed, ‘…you hate me so.’ The sniff turned into wracking sobs and then to her absolute shock the pumpkin exploded.
‘May I please have pumpkin for lunch?’ she asked her mum next morning.
The topic for the 100 word drabble on day 2 at the Marathon Bloggers Drabble Week is “The pumpkin exploded”. This is a story I picked from the twins’ childhood… okay babyhood.

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