He was awfully bossy for a frog.
“Let me eat from your plate.”
“Let me drink from your cup.”
“Let me sleep on your pillow or I’ll complain to your father.”
So sick was I of hearing his croaking frog-voice that I threw him across the room. Then poof, he was a prince.
Later renditions of our “romance” will say I kissed him. Don’t believe those.
He never said why he’d been cursed, just declared we’d wed and live happily ever after. But I am not a princess to be bossed around.
Perhaps another witch would do me a favor.
McKenzie Richardson lives in Milwaukee, WI. Most recently, her flash fiction is featured in Black Hare Press’ anthologies, Oceans and Hate. She has published a middle-grade novel, Heartstrings, available on Amazon, as well as a poetry collaboration, 433 Lighted Way. McKenzie also runs a crafting blog: http://www.craft-cycle.com
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Originally posted on the site: 03/02/2020
Selected by the editor as a featured submission, November 2020
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