Clarice admitted defeat. She had tried calling and emailing. She’d even gone so far as to buy a Mont Blanc pen and expensive writing paper.
It was no use.
It was going to have to be a text. A text message. On iMessage.
Apple had taken over Clarice’s life. There was the MacBook. And the iPod. So far, she had resisted the iPad.
If she wanted to be part of her daughter’s life, Clarice was going to have to overcome her aversion to texting.
She started small with a little “Hi. How are you?” message.
Clarice is now officially “cool.”
A drabble is a very short story of exactly 100 words. Exactly…so no cheating. Feel free to join in and write your own drabbles on Fridays and tag them with “friday drabble” and on Twitter with the hashtag #fridaydrabble. Thanks to Stevil for the inspiration.