Friday Fictioneers 8-28-2020
He could see the flames dancing from the top of the hill but could not hear the crackle and pop of the fire. He was not sure if it was the house or the barn. He ran quickly, lungs burning as hot as the fire ahead.
As he got closer, he could see house was not aflame, it was his family dancing around the yard. He had always known that he was different, but he had no idea how different until now and understood why his mother sent him into town every Friday with instruction not to return until morning.
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Mary S
Good one!
msjadeli
Wow that would be quite a surprise to learn about one’s family!
Neil MacDonald
He was the only one in his family without the mutation? Poor kid
Iain Kelly
Good story, it will be hard for him to fit in with his own family now he knows their secret.
Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Dear Tara,
I’d love to know more of that story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Dora
What a revelation! Nicely done.
Linda Kreger
Clever and extremely well-told. What on earth would anyone do with that kind of revelation!