A Parasol, a Stroll, and an Unfortunate Act of Nature

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On my way from le Marmottan to le Palais de la Découverte, I chanced on a rare display of public temper between two girls.
One held a lacy parasol, the other grabbed it. The parasol moved to-and-fro like the flag on a rope in a tug of war. I couldn’t understand their French, but the pinches sur l’arrière said it all. Oh là là, they went at it.

A gust of wind broke the umbrella. They shouted in unison, “Oh là là, oh là là,” and laughed. It puzzled me, the change of mood, but I guessed they were sisters.

2 thoughts on “A Parasol, a Stroll, and an Unfortunate Act of Nature

  1. I am enjoying your writing. This would make a great opening for a book. The few lines here have got me intrigued and wanting to learn more about the two girls. Wishing you lots of good luck with your writing projects. Andrew Pender-Smith

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    1. Thanks. The prompt I wrote this from started with two Parisians fighting over an umbrella. I remembered walking from Monet’s small museum to the Natural Science museum when in Paris. This was a fun write because there were just enough parts to allow for interesting shifts, but not so many that the story bogged down.

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