“Ehh, I don’t come to visit you for a while and this happens.” Aunt Bose wailed, barely descended from the ferry board. “Where did all your meat go?”
“Good to see you too Aunty,” Vivian began,
“No, don’t greet me. Turn, let me see you well”.
Vivian succumbed to her aunt’s protests, turning around so her aunt could view her properly and pretended to be oblivious to the side eye she was getting from the other arrivals.
With great difficulty, Vivian managed to draw her aunt’s attention away from her physical appearance and towards her car.
“Good thing I’m here.” Aunt Bose declared, “God forbid you return home looking like skin on bones.”
“But Aunty,” Vivian teased, “I am working to become a model.”
“Well, It better be a model weighing 70 kg because that is what you are going to be before I leave,” then she added, “70, at least.”
“You could die by eating too much”, Vivian muttered,
“And you would die if you don’t,” her aunt countered.
Vivian sighed knowing her Aunt was right.
Word count: 175 words. This story is in response to Flash Fiction For Aspiring Writers photo promot challenge where each week we are provided a picture and are to write a story on it using 75-175 words. Thank you very much Louise for providing us with this week’s image.