The Twins' Afterstory
Prompt 41: Crayon Box
Their parents had saved all their old doodles – the stuff they could look at now and just laugh at, because they made almost zero sense now.
But it was still funny, imagining themselves back at the age where they had made perfect sense, where they had meant something. Now they tried to decide exactly what – but their doodles were so ambiguous it was near impossible.
Skin could have been green, they supposed. Hair could have been blue. Those two doodles could have been their parents. Those other two could have been them – if they could be reduced to lopsided ovals.