“It’s in here somewhere…,”
“You’re useless at this, let me see!”
Abe grabbed the guidebook from Gabe’s hand.
“Aha! Here it is…they’re called meerkats!” declared Abe triumphantly.
“But they don’t look like no cats,” said Gabe confused, scratching his head.
“Forget it!” he sighed, “Let’s just go to the platypus enclosure.”
“Oh, the ones that look like ducks but don’t quack!” beamed Gabe.
“Keep your voice down,” hissed Abe, embarrassed. He could see the two kids standing nearby now snickering and whispering to each other.
“What did you say?” asked Gabe in a loud voice, making Abe jump.
“And what’s that peculiar smell? Is it coming from that baby or the anima….,”
Gabe wasn’t allowed to finish, as a highly pink-faced Abe yanked his twin brother by the collar and dragged him away, as the mother with the stroller gave them an icy stare on their way out of the enclosure.
Written for Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner