”Dad!” yelled Toby, his voice echoing around the cavernous room. “This is just like that movie!”
“What movie?” his mom Tina asked.
“The one where the James Bond saw the hand of a dead person in the shark tank!”
“Shh,” his dad said, getting cross. “Toby, you’re much too loud.”
“It’s your fault, Tom,” Tina said. “I told you a five year old shouldn’t be watching a movie like that. You could easily click to something more age-appropriate. Now his imagination is going wild.”
“But Dad!” Toby insisted.
Tom ignored him. “Tina, I thought Bond was a good choice. It’s part of our culture.”
Tina rolled her eyes. “Let’s just move on to the jellyfish exhibit, shall we?”
Suddenly, everyone around them started screaming. “Oh my soul!” an old lady shouted, “there’s a dead body in the shark tank!”
“Excuse me!” a man said, pushing Tina out of the way. “I’m taking video here.”
A teenage girl shoved between Tom and his son. “Sorry! I have to get a selfie with the dead guy!”
“Ouch, my foot!” Tina exclaimed. “These people are nuts. Call security, Tom.”
“I told you, Dad,” Toby said.
Written for Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge.
Image from Reddit.
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