She had been on her feet all day cleaning and cooking, chasing after the children and trying to get them relocated into a single bedroom. Their two uncles were coming and since one worked for Greenpeace and the other was a climate change denier, there was no way they could bunk together.
With a languid sigh, she settled into the window seat and waited for their arrival, only to be startled by a high-pitched shriek.
“It’s snowing! Mom, it never snows in July!”
Donna gave an impish grin. “Too true.” This was going to be a very entertaining family visit.
This was written with words from Three Word Wednesday and photo prompt from Friday Fictioneers. Photo by Sarah Potter.