PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
“Hi Mum. How are you?”
“Fine thanks. You’ll never guess what Barry’s given me!”
Christopher’s mind wandered to all the weird and useless presents Barry had given his mother and speculated what the latest gift would be.
“A crystal bowl,” she said breathlessly.
A crystal ball? Oh God, even more useless than the nose-shaped contraption that dispensed shower gel from its nostrils. Does he think she’s a gypsy fortune-teller? Can she not see how insulting that is?
“What are you going to do with that?” His patience was barely concealed.
“Put fruit in it of course!”
Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 words story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here.
Word Count: 100