Maya’s face turned red as she looked at a photo of what looked like a mixture of hazelnut ice cream and mud over her face along with a magnificent black eye. Words failed her, while she started punching Har at every inch near her.
Laughing, Sunny said “Break it up, Maya. Har, thanks for the gift even though Maya doesn’t seem to appreciate it right now.”
Maya flounced away while peals of delighted laughter followed her.
Har hung around, helping Sunny to load her bags into Aks’ Pontiac and climbed into the car. The house was a glorious mess.
Written for Rochelle Wisoff-Field’s Fridayfictioneers .
My recently published book, Maya & the Mind Mystics can be found here.
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Dear Lavanya
Are these characters who appear in other stories you’ve written? I’m afraid I struggled to work out who was who.
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Oh, it was just a fun day in the family
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Dear Lavanya,
I did get kind of lost in the milieu of many characters in 100 words. So the photo was of Maya and they were laughing at her expense?
Shalom,
Rochelle
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That’s correct. It was Maya’s
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I think they’re being rather nasty to poor Maya 😦
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It was all in jest 😁
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Lots of action here but too many people for me to keep up 🙂
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A tad confusing but I felt there was some fun at her expense.
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I don’t know, I felt kind of sorry for poor Maya.
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Is this an excerpt from your book? Looks like they have some friendly (or not too friendly) rivalry going on.
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Yes, it’s indeed
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Hey Lavanya, you have made a detailed scene in so fewer words. Great.
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Thanks Geethica
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