A big thanks to Sonya for hosting the Three line tales every week.
Here’s mine for this week
She sat with her head in her hands, wondering how to deal with her five year old son. Muddy and bruised, he claimed he’d found a treasure map that led under the treehouse, made a flag, and stuck it on top so no one would steal their treasure. On a sigh, she tried to explain to him, “There is no such thing. That’s how all treasure maps are. Empty.”