PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot
“Dad?” Rod turned to his front door as his Dad Frank walked in. He was expecting him to bring the pumpkin pie, but the old man had something else.
“Happy Thanksgiving, son,” said Frank. “Where are Holly and the kids?”
“Kitchen and the backyard respectively.” Rod’s mouth was agape. “What’s that on your face?”
“These glasses?” Frank chuckled and looked around the living room.
“What was your ophthalmologist thinking?”
“Ever see the movie ‘They Live,’ Rod?”
“Yeah, but…”
“I can see you’re real. I just want to make sure about the rest of my family.”
“You’re off your meds, right?”
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