Flash Fiction: Convocation

Director Tiger was happy. It was graduation day and he knew his students were going to make him proud.

He walked among the crowd, congratulating his students and exchanging pleasantries with their parents. He sipped on his slurpee while listening to the parents’ conversations.

This is a lovely batch. My son is so lucky.

They are all going to be talented surgeons.

Don’t you mean lawyers?

Wait! Don’t you mean programmers?

Tiger’s assistant sneaked up to him under the pretext of handing him a coconut drink.

“Sir, I told you that a convocation ceremony for spies is a bad idea.”

Word Count: 100


100 Word Wednesday: Week 75

3 Things Challenge, 16 June 2018


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