Here’s my entry for the fourth week of Saturday Centus. The prompt is set in bold. And it consists of exactly one hundred words.
Last week my father invited me to go to a museum. I’m not really into museums but I had been in this one before. A collection of Art Brut. Nonetheless, I decided to accompany him and show him my favourite piece of art.
As soon as we got into the exhibition, he disappeared.
â€œMay I help you, miss? You look puzzled.â€ The woman behind the counter looked concerned.
â€œMmmmâ€¦ thank you, Iâ€™m just looking for my father. We came in together a moment ago, but he seems to have wandered off.â€
And suddenly I knew where I would find him.