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Subtle Victory

 

subtle victory

“I want to thank my parents for encouraging me.” Cheryl’s eyes scanned the nooks and corners as she spoke what she had memorized before the concert. “A special thanks to my music teacher…” Aunt Thelma was huddled in a corner, her eyes shining. She had taken Cheryl to her piano lessons every alternate day, learned piano for her and practiced with her. But, there was no mention of her in the speech prepared by her dad and supervised by her mom. “Thank you, Aunt Thelma” whispered Cheryl. Thelma could not hide her tear-streaked cheeks and a subtle, victorious smile.

This is in response to a word prompt in Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge.

 

 

Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge – David’s Photo



David’s memory was put up in the living room. After the birth of the triplets, he was moved into their dad’s study. As the children grew, he was relegated to the cupboard deep inside. He heard the kids coo, crawl, walk and then speak their first words. David wanted to see his sisters and brother play. He wished to hear his mother’s voice. No one had said his name for the past 3 years. Though he wanted it to be this way, he still felt a sense of loss. Had he survived, he would have been 5 years old.

This was written for the Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge. Thank you, Charli.

Flash Fiction Challenge – In the Movie Theater

As soon as Clara and Nick took their seats, he sighed loudly and stretched, causing a grandpa next to him to frown. After the chick flick started, he kicked a coke can below his legs. “I am thirsty.” he declared.

“Someone had spilled popcorn all over the front seats.  To think we came to this theater,” said Nick who never cleaned his room.

He stared at some teenagers cuddling, “The current generation is indecent.” he told grandpa.

Clara was grateful for the interval. “Shall we go?”

“How about the movie?”

“I hate it.”

“Oh.” he looked crestfallen. “Okay then.”

This is in response to this week’s Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction challenge.

Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction- The Doll

It was cloudy when Macie returned home. She had been little more than a machine for the past 2 years. Her husband sighed, reaching out to take her hat and coat. All of a sudden, a fierce gust of wind shook their living room. The wind blew through his study, scattering his papers and bringing down a doll, which he had hidden from her. He did not hear the doll fall, but Macie did. She rushed over and picked it up, her eyes watering. She looked at his stunned face and sobbed for the first time in 2 years.

This story was written for the Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge. Thank you, Charli, for giving us the opportunity.