This week at the Carrot Ranch, Charli Mills challenged writers to In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that includes a blade of grass. What can you compare it to? Or in contrast? Is it a character prop or a story linchpin? Go poetic, go any genre or tone. Go where the prompt leads!

This is my response, not quite as poetic as the examples Charli shared, but that’s where it took me.

Rabbit Food

Everything was just so. She’d never felt worthy. This was a chance to prove herself. The fresh flower centrepiece belied her butterflies.

“Mum, Dad, welcome!” She smiled.  They pushed into the room.

“I don’t eat rabbit food,” said her father, as Jacinda passed him the salad of mixed leaves she’d grown on her balcony.

“I grew it myself.”

“You should know by now your father never eats greens.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Sorry? Are you trying to poison me?”

“Why would I?”

“At least I could whistle with a blade of grass.”

Jacinda was cut as from a blade of grass.

Thank you for reading. I appreciate your feedback. Please share your thoughts.

Note: The collection of stories made in response to the previous prompt Blanket, including mine, can be read at the Carrot Ranch soon.