[Every woman has a story. Every story has a colour. This is just one of them.]
[This is a work of fiction. The characters and situations are purely imaginary, and any resemblance to people living or dead is purely coincidental and unintended.]
She’s everybody’s favourite aunt.
The aunt who bakes cupcakes for you, and teaches you to lick the batter off the mixing bowl. The one who lets you borrow her earrings for that special day out. The aunt you go to when you need to tell someone about that girl who just doesn’t reciprocate your feelings.
She adores kids. Other people’s kids. Kids she can have fun with, but not have to worry about.
Why then does everyone assume she needs to be pitied for not having any of her own? The lady in brown doesn’t need soiled diapers, thank you.
Drabble(n) - an extremely short work of fiction exactly one hundred words in length.