Morning Hike with Sister

Brenda squeezed her eyes in pain, as she gingerly placed her left foot on the ground. Her decision to walk to the ‘HealthLicious’ Summit had seemed like a good idea last night, breaking in her new grey running shoes.

“Serves you right,” Brie smirked, leaning against her bicycle. “Told you to wear mom’s boots for this stupid hike.”
She’d been woken at 6 am and forced to accompany her sister in her inexorable enthusiasm for fitness and fresh air. But the ground littered with dog poop, puddles and pine needles had put paid to that.

Taking the extended route to the event had been a foolish idea, thought Brie. Now, not only would she get a temporary reprieve; but her sister, bruised and wet along with a twisted ankle, would get ample time to reflect on all her wrong decisions till their mother came to pick them up. Thank God she had insisted on cycling, rather than walking all the way.

“I’m in ineffable pain, living in this vale of tears,” Brenda sniffed, ignoring her sister’s eye roll. She wiped a tear, fanning her face while breathing deeply.

Brie sighed, Hello Drama Queen! Here starts the water works.

Vale of Tears- A world of pain and sorrow.

Written for Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner #38. A photo prompt topic is to be used as your β€˜muse’. All stories are to be crafted and honed to under 200 words in length.

Including Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle #206.
Vale- the world, or mortal or earthly life
Pine Needles

Other prompts: #FOWC- Inexorable; #3TC- Fresh & Dog; Daily Spur- Temporary

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