One Hundred Words
The Stork
"Alice? Would you come in her a moment?" At her mother's voice, Alice let out a tiny sigh and placed her dolls back in order around the small table on which they were having their tea party. The girl skipped down the hallway, her blonde curls bouncing lightly with each step.
When she walked into the living room, both of her parents were sitting on a small love seat in front of the fireplace. "We have something to tell you," her mother said, her warm small lighting the room.
Alice walked over and crawled onto her father's lap, curling up in a ball as her wide eyes shifted between her parents. "You're going to have a baby brother or sister," her father told her softly, nuzzling his forehead against hers. Alice's eyebrows furrowed as she looked up at her parents.
"When will it be here?"
"In six months," Alice's mother replied.
"Is it coming from China?" It was her parents' turn to furrow their brows in confusion at the child's question. "It must be coming from far away. That's a long time for the stork to fly to bring it here." Alice's father squeezed her tighter, chuckling at the child's innocence.
When she walked into the living room, both of her parents were sitting on a small love seat in front of the fireplace. "We have something to tell you," her mother said, her warm small lighting the room.
Alice walked over and crawled onto her father's lap, curling up in a ball as her wide eyes shifted between her parents. "You're going to have a baby brother or sister," her father told her softly, nuzzling his forehead against hers. Alice's eyebrows furrowed as she looked up at her parents.
"When will it be here?"
"In six months," Alice's mother replied.
"Is it coming from China?" It was her parents' turn to furrow their brows in confusion at the child's question. "It must be coming from far away. That's a long time for the stork to fly to bring it here." Alice's father squeezed her tighter, chuckling at the child's innocence.