Sharon laughed with her brother. “Remember our family trips to the ocean, Doug? Crammed in the car, no seatbelts, snaking over the back seat to sleep in the tail end of the station wagon?”
Doug nodded. “Yeah, I remember racing through our neighborhood on our Schwinn bikes, free as a bird without the hassle of helmets”
“My favorite was sneaking onto Mr. Grant’s frozen pond to skate,” Sharon added.
“What about stick ball in the street?”
“Nighttime hide and seek!”
“Fourth of July,” Doug said laughing. “Lawn darts and sparklers.”
“The good old days,” Sharon said. “How did we survive?”
The quirky snack shack in the photo (taken by Dale Rogerson) somehow reminded me of my hometown growing up. My muse took it from there! Thank you for stopping by and reading my contribution to “Friday Fictioneers,” a weekly challenge hosted by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff Fields. With the help of a photo prompt to inspire, we’re to write a 100-word story.
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