“But…” she looked at him, confused.
“I said space alien.”
“Okay…so you think the shooting stars are UFOs?”
“Yup!” he said with a triumphant smile.
“But the place is called Shooting Star Beach.”
He nodded. “Look, there goes another one!”
“So let me get this straight. You think the lights that look like shooting stars are – “
“Spaceships flying. Isn’t it obvious?”
“It’s not obvious. It’s dubious at best.”
He slouched a little as her mother walked up.
“He’s only eight,” she whispered into her daughter’s ear.
This is the cutest story ever. I love it.
You’re awesome 🙂
Im so glad this was linked up through Dear Optimists. I have really enjoyed this story and have gone back and read a bunch more. You are talented!
Aww..poor little boy..I agree with Nadia..it is a cute story though !