Three Line Tales: Hard as a pumped up basketball

photo by Shaun Holloway – click here for the bigger picture

photo by Shaun Holloway – click here for the bigger picture


 

‘So you could grow lots of pumpkins from each of these seeds?’ Carl felt the smooth oval shells, the stringy flesh wrapping round his forefinger and thumb as he dug his hand further into the goo.

‘That’s right,’ said Mum, knife shining in her hand. ‘Dozens, maybe.’

Was that what happened to humans, then? One seed, dozens of babies? Carl looked down to his mum’s swollen belly, hard as a pumped up basketball, straining under her pinny … and began to cry.

 


Written for Sonya at Only 100 Words’ Three Line Tales. See the pic, write a story in three lines. See here to join in and to read the other stories.

12 thoughts on “Three Line Tales: Hard as a pumped up basketball

  1. You feel for Carl, the way life, the universe and everything — and especially the words and deeds of grown-ups — are often all so confusing, senseless an upsetting to a child.

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