“What do you make of this one?”
“Someone must really like soup.” She shook her head. “Looks like the soup aisle at the grocery store.”
“Look at that one.” Her sister pointed to one of the cans. “Beefy mushroom.” She made a gagging sound. “Gross.”
“Well, there is chicken noodle. I like chicken noodle.”
“What the heck is fajita soup?” Her sister raised her eyebrows.
The sisters stood and read the various labels of the Campbell’s soup cans for a silent moment.
“Is it lunchtime? I’m hungry.”
She looked at her phone. “It’s a little early, but let’s go anyway.”
Photo is by Mike. (100 words)