The gitter of the morning sun touches the dew, the liquid grass blades absorb it, deprived of water, sucking it back like tequila shots. The little ones arrive, talking loudly and shrieking; there are tears, there are runny noses, and there are giggles of happiness. The three-year-olds line up and parents help them do their tasks; Practicing kicking the ball into the net, running here and there, being the goalie, and following each other closely, a pack of pigeons squawking; all is well until Jordy pushes Chris and the toddlers aren’t afraid, piling on top of each other with delighted screams.
Yeah! Happy to be doing Literary Lion from Laura of I Smith Words. Turns out Laura’s blog switched from WordPress.com to .com for a while so I wasn’t getting the prompts in my email. The challenge will be once a month now to fit with Laura’s schedule better. This month’s 100 word story prompt is boys.
Marissa watched the Oiler’s hockey game on her brother Grant’s 60 ” TV.
McDavid stole the puck and the Oiler players all began cycling the puck to shoot on Anaheim’s goalie.
“Did McDavid score?” Brad asked, returning to the couch after grabbing a beer.
“No, McDavid set up Hall. Hall hit the cross bar.” Grant muttered soarly.
Grant and Brad knew NHL hockey down to the tiniest statistical detail for every team and each of the team’s players.
“Just shoot,” Marissa exclaimed as Hall was tripped, having an open lane to Anaheim’s net.
Brad and Grant smiled at Marissa before exchanging statistics on Edmonton’s power play.