From their bench, Vincenzo and Guiseppe take in the activities of everyday life.
“Vincenzo, I gotta get a job.”
“Why? We can show tourists around like we always do.”
“For tips and grins? Mama’s gonna kill me if I don’t get a job,”
“Get out of this funk, Guiseppe, you’re starting to bore me.”
“Mama gave me 6 bucks for lunch. She told me, I better have a job when I go home today.”
“Hey, I got 4 bucks. Let’s go get a bottle of Chianti.”
“I guess I can look tomorrow.”
“Let’s go, Guisep, before you change your mind.”
2018©Isadora DeLaVega
Genre: Flash Fiction
Word Count: 100
Photo Prompt: Fatima
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