The Red Stilettos

“Ah! Not again Dad!” Sam yelled.

“It’s ok, Son. We will sit and enjoy our game of Tic Tac Toe.” Andrew tried to calm him down.

“Do you really think?” He raised his eyebrows. “After every try, she would expect you to look and comment on which one she should buy.”

Andrew smiled. He was being impatient now, but a few years down the line, he would be doing the same.

“Does she even need any more shoes? She has a cupboard full, with all the colors of the rainbow.” Sam kept on whining.

“Why are girls so indecisive,Dad?”

“I choose my own clothes, but she will always ask how that looks on her. Even though she says she likes white better, she will end up buying those red stilettos, because that’s your favorite colour.”

Sam was grinning now. He could see his Dad appreciating her choice and as always it was the red ones.

He had already decided, he would find someone like his mom.

Word Count 167

Written as part of Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. The challenge is to write a flash fiction story or poem in around 150 – 175 words, based on the weekly photo prompt. Thanks as always to the challenge host Priceless Joy. For more information visit HERE.

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