Short Story: The Fire Alarm
The fire alarm rang just as their food arrived.
They were hungry, no one else was leaving, it was probably a false alarm, but she had kids with her. However she felt about fire alarms, she should teach her kids to take them seriously.
“That’s the fire alarm. Pack your things and get ready to go.”
It turned out to be a good thing, because not long after all her kids had kept their things, the fire alarm turned out to be real. They were all chased out of the restaurant, and with everything already packed, her kids left without any fuss.
Still, it would have been better if they could eat first. She was so hungry her stomach was trying eat itself.
She looked down.
Her older son presented her with the tacos they ordered. Her older daughter held the quesadillas. Her younger son had salsa. Her younger daughter… had smuggled out the whole jug of pineapple juice.
Ah. Her wonderful children.
Genre: slice of life