A small story of children trying to understand the adult world, written to a picture prompt at Friday Fictioneers.

He held tight to her hand, his small head tilted back. “Does Mom really live way up there?”

“That’s what the newspaper said.”

“I’d like to live high up where nobody could yell at me.”

“If you lived up there, she’d probably yell at you.”

After a moment he asked, “Did she yell at you when she lived with us?”

“Well, she mostly yelled at Dad. Don’t you remember?”

He shook his head.

“Good,” she said firmly, “it’s better if you don’t.”

“I think Dad remembers.”

“He tries hard not to. So don’t mind if he yells at us sometimes.”

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