Country road (take me home)

PHOTO PROMPT © Danny Bowman

“Why can’t I go to my old school?” I sobbed.

“Because we live here now, Mitch, and your old school is hundreds of miles away.” Dad replied.

Dad promised that I would love the new city, the new house and my new school. I didn’t trust the promises adults made. I used to believe everything they said. You’re my little boy, Mitch. I’ll always be right here with you. That’s what mom used to tell me. Then she left and I never saw her again.

Dad calls her a nasty cyst. Whatever that is. I just miss her.

98 words

**nasty cyst = narcissist (Of course, Mitch doesn’t know what a narcissist is and hears something different 🙂 )

Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle, where the challenge is to write a complete story in 100 words or less.

I had trouble accessing the link last week (don’t know why) and so if you haven’t yet read my FF post from last week, you may read it here: Ransom.

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22 thoughts on “Country road (take me home)

  1. I feel his agony and feel sorry for his disillusionment with promises at such a tender age. Hope something in this new place will re-instate his faith- a great teacher, perhaps. Heartbreakingly beautiful.

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    1. Yes children are so simple in their love and emotions in such a beautiful way. I’m sure if his mom came back he’d just be happy to have her back. Couldn’t say the same for his dad. Thank you!

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  2. Touching tale of an innocent child and the changes life brings forth for him. They are more resilient than us, so I’m hoping Mitch starts liking the new place as much.
    That’s a very sweet story. Glad I stopped by.


    1. Thank you dear! I took that picture when I was in Venice. The oddest little store, in an unexpected place. It seemed to be a bookstore. Nice little story behind that picture, will maybe post about it 🙂

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