This week’s 100WCGU prompt is:
…the flip side…
This time we don’t have to include those exact words so long as the piece includes flipping of some sort.
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Caly opened the curtains to a glorious sunny day, a welcome reprieve from the usual grey. “Let’s go out for breakfast!”
“No, I don’t feel like it. Let’s stay here. I’ll make pancakes,” Harold replied.
She sighed. “I’ll make them.”
“You don’t think I can?” He seemed offended.
“Well—”
“Just let me try.”
“Fine.”
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Harold presented Caly with a pile of golden pancakes, soaked in buttery syrup.
“Wow!” she said, ready for a taste of heaven. Instead, they tasted like ash.
Caly flipped them over, darker than burnt wood.
Harold reddened. “Guess we’ll be eating out after all.”
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Disclaimer: This is not about Jeff. For the record Jeff is the pancake king and if anyone would burn pancakes, it would be me. When I write about couples, there are some who wonder if I’m writing about us. I just wanted to clarify that I’m not.
















































