Agnes and Mildred, perched precariously on Agnes’s tiny balcony, squinted at the street below. It was Sunday Funday, or at least, that was the hope. Agnes, a woman whose floral dress could blind birds, held a pair of binoculars the wrong way round.
“Anything exciting, Agnes?” Mildred asked, fanning herself with a church pamphlet. Mildred, naturally, wore a sensible beige cardigan despite the sweltering heat.
“Just a pigeon,” Agnes reported, her voice a little too loud. “And… a rather disgruntled-looking chihuahua. Oh! And… Reginald’s car! He’s polishing it again. Honestly, you’d think it was made of gold, not rust.”
Mildred sighed. “Well, Sunday Funday’s supposed to be fun, Agnes. Not ‘Observing Reginald’s Car Polish Day’.”
Suddenly, Agnes gasped. “Mildred! Look! It’s Penelope next door! She’s wearing… leggings! And they’re… leopard print!”
Mildred leaned forward, nearly knocking over Agnes’s prized petunias. “Good heavens! At her age? The audacity!”
They watched in horrified fascination as Penelope walked past, completely oblivious to the balcony lookout and the judgment being hurled down upon her.
“Well,” Mildred said finally, “at least she’s having fun.”
Agnes, still clutching the binoculars the wrong way round, suddenly pointed. “Mildred! Mildred! Look! Reginald’s car… it’s… it’s turning into a giant banana!”
Mildred peered down, squinting. “Agnes, are you sure those binoculars aren’t faulty? Reginald’s car is still its usual shade of questionable brown.”
Agnes lowered the binoculars, blinking. “Oh. You’re right. Sorry, Mildred. Guess Sunday Funday is just… mildly amusing.”
Just then, Penelope, strutting back past the balcony, tripped over the curb and landed squarely in Reginald’s freshly polished car. The leopard print leggings left a perfect, muddy paw print on the hood. Reginald emerged, sputtering with rage.
Agnes and Mildred exchanged a glance, then burst out laughing. “Now that’s Sunday Funday!” Agnes shrieked, nearly falling off her chair. “And I saw it all with my binoculars! Even if I was looking at them backwards half the time!”
