Friday fiction 6/12

This is part of an experimental experimenting with random or continued fiction ideas on fridays. this one is random.


She was just steppin out for a Coke, she said. Musta been a good one, cause she never did come back. We called the cops, but there was no evidence that Mama’s life here had been happy, so they figured it was her choice.


They talked about putting us all in foster care, but Jimmy was nearly 18 and besides, there wasn’t a social worker in our little town, ever since she up and run off with the junior high school band director. Now, that was a good story. Nothing much good about ours, just Mama was there and then she was gone. The saddest thing was, it almost didn’t matter.


We made it somehow. And now here I am, 19 years old with my job at Family Dollar and my own little baby. Life is going along fine, and then all the sudden, everything changes. Ain’t that the way of it, though? Not much changes slow and gradual. Just- bang! and then here’s your new life and you just do what you can with it.


Anyways, tonight I was sitting in the old green recliner, watching a little TV, and somehow (I don’t even remember how it happened) I saw Mama on one of them Spanish soap operas. Now, what am I supposed to do about that?


Tell you what, I’m tempted just to let her go.


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14 thoughts on “Friday fiction 6/12

  1. Anonymous says:

    I like it…-G

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  2. Beth says:

    i'm so intrigued, and then it's over…poo!

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  3. Anonymous says:

    I like it too. I like being a leading character. I hope I am beautiful. I probably know more about the band director if you ever need to develop that end of the plot. I knew him WELL… if you git my drift. Mama

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  4. ♪essica says:

    now, uh, this here is fiction, Mama. At least I think it is…

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  5. Anonymous says:

    Well… life is full of little misturies.

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  6. Anonymous says:

    The cool thing about spanish soaps is the drama. Everything is twice as outraged, twice as sad, twice as angry. Me and Mike watched one once where the main character (he had come back from the dead as someone young and handsome)scowled constantly. He liked to walk on the beach with a headband and abs and scowl at the sand.-G

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  7. Anonymous says:

    Yeah. I mean you have to take into consideration the Hurricane that come through about that time. I have had my share of heartaches I tell you. I have strolled a few beaches myself. Mama

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  8. ahahahahahahahahahaha

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  9. Anonymous says:

    How did you do that Mama? That was about the time right before the hurricane. Man, accuracy!-G

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  10. ♪essica says:

    this family is the BEST

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  11. Mama PC says:

    too too funny….

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  12. CrystalD says:

    last time i saw you… not gonna say when that was…but jo and i were joking about how one day your going to write a book whith EVERYONES DIRT and just use diff. names. HA HA HA

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  13. ♪essica says:

    that would be a barnburner… I'd give Genesis a run for it's money…

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  14. hellooooooooooo it is MONDAY!!!

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