Short Story: Pep Talk
He threw his arms grandly in the air.
“You will grow up to accomplish great things. You will stand above the rest, bear much fruit-”
His sister walked past. He froze, his arms in mid-gesture.
“Are you giving a pep talk… to the pepper plant?” she asked.
He looked down at the little sprout in the planter box, then back up at her.
Her gaze flicked up to his raised hands, then slid away without a word.
She left, and he was alone with the little sprout once more. Face warm, he lowered his arms and gave the sprout an awkward pat.
“Yeah. Don’t die.”
And he scrambled back into his house.
Genre: slice of life