Charli Mills challenged us to use strawberries and mint in this week’s 99-word Flash Fiction stories. FOLLOW her and join the literary community she has cultivated at the http://www.carrotranch.com
He jumped off the swing and snapped a spearmint leaf off a nearby bush. It chewed like grass, sliding between his teeth but the flavor was refreshing and cool.
Flopping down on the ragged webbing of the chaise lounge. he fell into a light dreamy summer sleep.
“Mitch! Mitch! Wake up and pick those strawberries for me.”
It took a moment for him to remember the original purpose for going outside was to get the berries for his mother. As he plucked each plump piece of juicy fruit, he put one in the bowl and one in his mouth.
Annette Rochelle Aben 
No better way to pick berries.
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I tell you what!
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What great sensory imagery! And I like that look into the child’s way of thinking.
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Thank you, Margot! Thank you so much. 🙂
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Sweet! 🙂
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Thank you, Miss Bette! 🙂
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A true tale of boys. Well done, Annette.
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Appreciate that Jennie! 🙂
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Nice work, Annette. I enjoyed this! 🙂
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Thanks, Rob! 🙂
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This is just like boys, Annette. Especially the last line.
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Oh thank you! I was thinking of my brother as I wrote this.
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