[Lillie McFerrin Writes] Five Sentence Fiction - Irritation
It had been a long day at pre-school, and Dan was tired; all he wanted to do was go home, as soon as possible, and go off to sleep.
He did perk up a bit as he saw his mum, driving through the gate, coming to pick him up; he hoped she wouldn't zip him off to someplace now, to finish off her chores -- he really hated those long hours they spent at the mall, grocery shopping after school.
Today would be a better day, he hoped, yawning, as he got into the back seat of their car, mumbling incoherently in response to his mother's queries about his day at school.
"What is the matter, honey? You seem irritated. Did something happen at school today ?" Lily enquired into the rear view mirror, watching Dan with concern; he did seem grumpy and put off -- by what? she wondered about her usually chirpy little boy.
When they reached home, Dan dragged himself out of the car and into the house -- he looked as if would burst out any moment; Lily looked over at her son from head to toe, trying to solve the puzzle, when her eyes stopped at his shoes -- his laces had come undone -- how her 3 year old hated it when that happened; a lesson in tying the shoe lace seemed very much the need of the hour!