The photo on the wall was almost taunting in it’s smug happiness. The picture perfect couple. The adorable new baby the perfect blend of both perfectly polished parents. The roundness of her face reflecting her perfect contentedness. His perfectly spiky hair as provoking as his perfect pride. Baby’s perfect round face and perfect little fuzz on top. Perfect. Perfect. Perfect. The word resonated through his head in time with his movements, each a chanting soundtrack as he destroyed the perfect tidiness of their perfect life.
Short and (not so) sweet today – 85 words for this week’s Visual Dare.