Piper held up the banner and straightened it out as best she could. The banner was over three feet long and her arm span couldn’t stretch that far to make sure it was completely flat against the wall, let alone not cooked.
“How’s this?” she grunted with her chest and one side of her cheek pressed against the wall as she was completely stretched out.
“It looks good.” Shane replied.
Piper tried to form a smile around half her face being squished by the wall. “Awesome. Did you tack it?”
She heard Shane do something behind her and then he came into view tacking the other side. Once he stepped away, Piper felt it safe enough to back away and look at the banner she had worked so hard on making. Of course, the hardest part was just hanging it up now.
Piper’s jaw dropped when she stepped back and saw the banner on the wall.
“Shane!”
“What?” he replied with confusion.
“Look at it!” Piper exclaimed pointing to the large paper. “You were supposed to direct me in hanging it up.”
“What? I think it looks great.” Shane stated. “You did a great job on it.”
“That’s not what I mean,” Piper countered exasperated. “You were supposed to tell me how it looked on the wall. If it were any more crooked, it’d be upside down. Plus, it’s not even high enough up on the wall.”
Shane scoffed. “Well, you’re not exactly tall and the step stool you used wasn’t even tall either.”
Piper glared at him. “You could have offered to help.”
“I did. You said you wanted it to be perfect, remember?”
Piper stiffened. She knew she was a control freak, but she didn’t remember saying that to him, even if it was only about 15 minutes ago. “Sorry,” she murmured.
“It’s doesn’t have to be centered. It’s fine.” Shane replied looking at the banner. “Honestly, that’s us.”
“But we haven’t seen Dad in a year.” Piper said with a disheartened sigh. “I wanted everything to look good and be perfect for him.”
Shane smiled wrapping his arm around his sister. “But that’s us. He hasn’t seen us in a year, something needs to remind him.”
“What are you talking about?”
“We’re crooked.”
Piper couldn’t help but laugh at that one.
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Sunday Morning
An abandoned house. A heist. A new puppy. Lost Love. From unbelievable to true-to-life, this flash fiction collection will take you to many places and get to know various characters. With no two stories alike each is thought-provoking, emotional,...