‘What’s that?’ Jessie pointed outside at the stars and stripes fluttering on the flagpole.
‘That used to mean something.’
‘I like the colours, it’s pretty.’
‘It sure was. Ready for your food?’
‘I can’t wait to try it. You used to eat these ‘hot dogs’ all the time, Gramps?’
‘And burgers, chips, pizza.’
‘This food sure smells nicer than the supplements we get now.’
Gramps breathed in the familiar aroma of his childhood.
‘Why don’t we have them anymore?’ Jessie asked.
‘Turned out they weren’t so good for you, or the world.’
‘Same as pretty flags?’
‘I guess so.’
Written as part of the Friday Fictioneers challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above).
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