idol friends and rivals | week 0.5 | 290 words
The Giving Of Thanks
"Hey, toots, what'cha doin'?"
"Hi, Grandmpa. I'm doing my Thanksgiving project. The teacher asked us to show some things we were thankful for."
"Oh, so it's like homework. At your age? Waste of good play time, you ask me. What'cha got so far?"
"I have Mommy and Mittens and you… ice cream, and rainbows, and chickens—"
"Chickens! You can't put chickens, those things are terrible. They'll kill you in your sleep."
"In your sleep."
"Huh. Mommy likes chickens."
"Your Ma does not like chickens. She used to run from chickens when she was a kid, like they was gonna peck her eyes out. She ever saw a chicken, she'd be across the yard faster than you could say Tetanus shot."
"My mommy? Really?"
"Yep. She knew what was what, back then… What else you gonna put on there?"
"Maybe ponies and French fries, and… ladybugs?"
"Those are all good things, Pumpkin. I like 'em."
"What would you put, Grandpa?
"Oh, you know. Pretty much like that. And the Mets. And your Grandma Junie, of course."
"But Grandma Junie's gone now. Can you do that?"
"You betcha. We had forty good years together. More would've been nice, but we were lucky to get what we had. I'll always be grateful for that."
"Did Grandma Junie like chickens?"
"Kid, nobody likes chickens, I'm telling you."
"Do you think I have enough things I'm thankful for?"
"You're only six and that's a lot of words, so I sure hope so. Hey, you wanna get ice cream?"
"Ice cream, yay!"
"Go get your coat and see if your Ma wants to come. I'll put this stuff away."
Ah, Junie, you would've loved this little girl somethin' fierce. She's a real pip.