His two grandkids laughed. Grandpa had given his coffee cup a face.
“What should we name him, Shelley?” The four-year-old girl twisted her face in serious contemplation, but her six-year-old brother Riley was quicker to respond. “Harold. It looks like a kid in my class.”
“What if it’s a girl coffee cup?”
“How can that be, Shel? It’s Grandpa’s coffee and Grandpa is a boy.”
“He can have a girl coffee if he wants to.”
“I think Shelley has a point, Riley. There’s no law that says my coffee can’t be a girl.”
“So what name do you want to call her?” Riley put extra emphasis on the “her”.
“Hmmmm. How about we name her after Bubbe.”
The kids got suddenly silent. It had been two weeks since his wife left to stay with her sister and “rethink” their marriage.
“I miss Bubbe, Grandpa. When is she coming home?”
“Yeah when, Grandpa?” Riley added.
“Tonight I’ll call her and say I miss her too.” Riley and Shelley cheered.
I wrote this for the FFfAW Challenge-Week of September 26, 2017. The idea is to use the image above as the inspiration for crafting a piece of flash fiction between 100 and 175 words long. My word count is 168.
Things are fine at home, thanks. This isn’t about me or anyone really. I’m just aware how my grandchildren miss their Bubbe (Yiddish for Grandma) when she’s not around and thought I’d increase the tension a bit. Besides, the coffee cup and sunglasses does kind of look like a face.
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