“Typical,” the man complained from inside the car, “we drive all the way to do seaside and it rains.”
“Stop complaining, dear,” his long-suffering wife replied.
“Granddad,” the young toddler announced excitedly pointing at the sky, “pretty colours!”
Written for three line tales
I like how each line is a diffeernt person’s point of view, and it becomes happier.
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