Genre: slice of life
Everyone had a thorn in their side. His came in the shape of a little girl with thorny protrusions on her left arm.
He took a deep breath, then stepped out into the living room.
“Good morning, uncle!” His little niece threw her arms around his middle. The thorns dug into his side. Something tore.
“Good morning.” He patted her head. “What are you doing today?”
She happily chattered about her upcoming playdate. He nodded along and looked at her while trying very hard not to stare at the thorns.
One more week, and they would have the surgery to remove their ‘thorny little problem’.
He snickered to himself.
“What’s so funny?”
“Nothing. Let’s eat. I’m hungry.”