Can you tell a tale in under 1,000 words? Three writers accept thechallenge
Iswipe a hot dog while no one’s looking.
“No you don’t!” Ma taps the back of my hand with oily tongs. “Those are for the kids.”
I grin at her while tucking it into a bun and slathering ketchup all over it.
“I’m your kid. When are you gonna sit down, Ma? The men are on the last burgers now.”
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