Crystal held her arms out like a mummy as she teetered back and forth across the kitchen.
“Oh, no, Crystal! Did you forget your sunscreen? You are fried!” Her mother rushed to the medicine cabinet for a bottle of aloe gel.
Christopher ran through the kitchen with his best friend, but paused long enough to stab his sister in the ribs with a bony index finger. Crystal shrieked in agony. His friend stood, mouth agape, as Christopher grabbed him by the collar and dragged him toward the door. He stopped and called back over his shoulder, “Nah, Mom. She’s just parboiled.”
This week’s word is parboiled. The word limit for March is 150 words. This flash tips the scales at a mere 101.
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