This is my flash fiction piece for Carrot Ranch’s prompt Valentine’s!
Damages, broken limbs, a most unusual valentines – the poor restaurant didn’t stand a chance!
We squeezed into a corner next to a giant sized Valentine’s chocolate egg, exquisitely wrapped in pink, shiny wrapping.
My daughter nearly toppled it over with a careless swipe of her crutches. I can just see the look on the waitress’s face, a real shocker, Halloween horror expression.
Luckily, the prize-winning egg was saved.
We chose the Valentine’s menu but we stayed off the wine.
It was a long way back on crutches and we were terrified she might break more bones or chocolate!
See the original post about my daughter Natasha’s broken ankle here:
Bye for now,
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