Sup y’all! Another Sunday, another six sentences from my selection. Nearing the end of the A-Z of Flash Fiction today we’re looking at the letter ‘V,’ the trigger word for this being ‘vent.’
This is a bit of a sad one actually, I’m not sure what headspace I was in when I wrote it. I only know that at that point (a few weeks back now), all I could think of was death. My death, or the death of my babies. Depressing as hell, yes, I know, but my worry that something might happen is now almost a constant. It doesn’t stop me doing things, but it does keep me awake for a few mins every night while I try to calm myself down and not think of new scenarios in which I might lose my children.
Who knew having kids was so difficult! :p
Anyway… here is the six for this week.
~Johnny talks to his mother about his younger brother…
“Johnny frowned. “No, he was just here; we were playing in the sand pit and then decided to play hide and seek. He must have come inside.”
Pity flooded Margaret’s heart. “No, darling. We talked about this, remember?”
What did they talk about? And why?! All these questions will be answered when I finally post my A-Z Flash Fiction Challenge in full. Not long to go now!