PHOTO PROMPT © Lisa Fox
“This will be fun, Grandpa,” said his youngest granddaughter. At fourteen, she was as full of silliness as when she was four.
“I’m seventy-one, not seventeen. What do I care for glow-in-the-dark strip and macramé parties?” the old man groused. “This is worse than Chuck E. Cheese.”
“Relax into it,” said his oldest grandson. “It won’t be so bad. Besides, the pizza here’s pretty good.”
“Well, maybe for a little bit,” Grandpa said.
“We have a surprise, Grandpa,” said one of the middle granddaughters.
Then they brought out the blond stripper in the glow-in-the-dark macramé.
“At my age?” he groaned.
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