Sunglasses on, roof down. One arm on the door, one on the wheel. B-Lo (real name Brandon Archibald Lowescroft-Smith) pulled up into the parking space in his pristine new (mini) Chevrolet. The chilled beats from the stereo added to his smooth vibe of cool.

‘Hey,’ he nonchalantly raised his plastic sunglasses onto his head and winked at Barbara May Sue, cartwheeling on the lawn.

‘Hey, B-Lo,’ she coquettishly waved back.

Loud squeaking broke the spell. Timmy sidled up in his walker, dribbling down his chocolate-stained face. He parked next to the Chevy and wiped a grotty hand on the paintwork.

‘Tah tah, ba ba, bee bee,’ Timmy gurgled.

Man, B-Lo hated his new little brother.

Written for Friday Fictioneers 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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