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The Great Olive Caper

Snack Time with Dad

By KA Stefana Published 2 months ago Updated 2 months ago 1 min read
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Holding a finger to his lips

He walked with purpose to the closet

Opened the door with stealth

When his eyes fell upon the prize

He grabbed the can

Headed straight for the kitchen


My little steps followed

Pitter-patter down the hall

My great big eyes

Took in his progress

We needed to hurry

Before she found us


With a can opener in hand

He twisted and grunted

Until we heard the pop

He drained the water and

Then turned to me

I knew just what to do


I held up my little fingers

Waiting for my prize

One olive for each finger

To hold high in the air

And pop them one by one

In my mouth


I wanted to savor them

Let them linger

On my tongue

But I ate in haste

Before we were caught

And she found out what we did

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About the Creator

KA Stefana

I started writing as a hobby during quarantine. From a hobby, a passion bloomed. Author of Dark Fantasy with a twist of romance. Available on KU - The Origins of Darkness, The Daughters of Darkness and The Forgotten.

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