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Prompt #16: Purple
Word count: 100
The purple paint streaked across the rich wood in a tangle of jagged strokes. Gregory and Olivia stood in front of the study door, staring down at their three year old son's masterpiece. Sean was perched on Olivia's hip, struggling to escape her hold.
"Well," Olivia sighed, "it could be worse."
"Worse?"
"It could be all over us."
It was at that moment that young Sean recognized irony and clapped his chubby, paint stained hands against his mother's cheeks. Olivia squeaked and jumped back, causing her son to giggle uproariously.
"What was that again?" Gregory asked, biting back a chuckle.