Beach in the house

It was a weekday and the members of the household were up and about to be in time for their workday. The lady of the house, had switched on the washing machine and let it do its job.

Out of the blue, the kid of the house visualised doing something new. Perhaps bring the beach home? He set the water draining outlet of the washing machine which pointed outwards, into a room. What ensued later was unnatural flooding and the lady furious about the extra cleaning, rued, ” Sometimes the great bones of my life feel so heavy. None is grateful for the efforts I put.”

While the son in all excitement was fervently collecting some sand for his make believe beach!

Soapy beach indeed!

123 words.

Acknowledgements :- Thank you Reena Saxena for hosting the Reena’s Exploration Challenge #168 and Linda Lee Lyberg for hosting Prosery at dVerse. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.

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  1. I know the mother had a mess to clean up. But you’ve got to love the kid’s imagination! If you can’t go to the beach bring the beach to you! Wonderful story!

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