“How much farther?”
“Just a few more steps Gran. Don’t peek!”
“Well how can I, when you’ve got me blindfolded! Honestly, what is this about?”
“You’ll see!” the two lads chimed. After Pops died they wanted to do something nice for their dear old Gran. They’d located her girlhood friend. She was waiting at the dockside restaurant.
“We’re here!!” the oldest exclaimed, while the younger removed the blindfold.
Gran squinted past their beaming faces at the woman sitting before them.
“You!!!! You old bitch!”
The boys’ hearts sank.
“God, I’ve missed you!” Gran cried as she embraced her old friend.
~kat
100 Words for Friday Fictioneers inspired by this photo by © Ted Strutz