I was seriously stuck on how to write the next chapter of Father? Figures and this helped.
For Mel's 100 word challenge over at live journal
Prompt: Latkes
I don't own.
113 words (I tried)
His mouth was full
Of Awful
They looked good
Smelled ok
But now…
Seth was looking at him with a strange expression
Was it shock, concern, disappointment?
Seth couldn't think he didn't like them
A Cohen Family tradition
"The Staple of The Jewish Holiday" as Seth called them
He took another large bite and tried to sound cheerful over muffled words
" 'S good Seth"
Seth's bottom lip quivered
And then Kirsten breezed in the room, smiling triumphantly
"See, Seth, somebody likes my latkes"
Ryan's scowled, while Kirsten frowned and Seth laughed himself into a frenzy
"Dude, you should have seen the look on your face!"
He had never been so happy to spit.
thats all
F? F is coming, I swear