Flash Fiction #10
She stood watching this child the social worker had brought to her door earlier this evening. He had the biggest eyes, with large dark pupils that explained the poor tyke’s sensitivity to light. The strange tufts of hair and the fuzziness of his skin gave him an air of cute in a weird way. His odd fingernails kept trimmed as he could hurt himself or others unintentionally
The worker had insisted that he ate a very limited diet, had even provided a box of foods for him. She handed him the furry sucker and watched as he ate it whole.
Go to Rochelle’s Addicted to Purple site and use her Wednesday photo as a prompt to write a 100 word story.