Archie tore through the house in just his pants and burst into the kitchen, where Agnes was preparing breakfast.
‘Alright, don’t get hysterical, it’s only an election in another country.’
‘Not that. This!’ Archie pointed at the smartphone in his hand.
‘I’ve got an email from the National Lottery. Says we’re a winner. Can you believe it? It was a rollover too. We’ll have millions!’
‘You realise they email you even if…’
Archie wasn’t listening. He stopped dancing around long enough to look at the ‘phone. ‘It says click on the link to find out how much you’ve won.’
Agnes waited. She saw his face fall.
‘Ah.’ He looked crestfallen.
‘Well, how much is it?’
‘We matched three numbers.’
‘Yes.’ He looked shame-faced.
‘Lunch out today then?’
Archie shrugged and his face brightened, ‘Splendid.’
Written for #FOWC, hosted by Fandango on his blog This, That and the Other. Today’s prompt word was: Hysterical. Click on the link to read contributions from other writers.
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