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Good Man
She is not nearly
as pretty as my mother.
My brother and I
make faces at her
when she is not looking. Her
dress is too tight, her
hair is teased and dyed.
But she makes my father feel
young again. Mama
does not know about
her. One day, she and Daddy
dropped my brother and
I off at the Main
Street movie complex, giving
us 20 dollars each.
They promised us they
would return before sun down.
We ate our way
through all things good,
buttery and sweet, and six
hours later we
skip back out onto
the sidewalk. We wait for two
hours and our
father never comes.
It is dark when we board the
last bus of the day
to ride home, stomachs
aching- not from the pounds of
butter, sugar and
salt, but from what we
knew would happen next; once
we arrived back home.
As we stepped off the
bus, Daddy's white Cadillac
sped up beside us,
Daddy!
We both screamed,
as if we had not seen him
in all of our
years. Just then, Mama
peeked out the front door, her head
a halo of blue
plastic rollers.
Come
inside
, she yells
before you
catch your death
. We fall
in line, her army
of misfits, sitting down for
a dinner of Dad's
favorites: Chicken
corn and sweet potatoes. On
Dad's first bite, Mama
asks
Where on earth have
you been for the entire
day and night?
Without
a second thought my
brother and I yell
We saw
THREE movies!
Just as
Daddy says
We went
fishing on the lake.
The room
swelled. Our words hung
in the air, with no
one to rescue them. Mama
said nothing more, the
only sound that dared
to remain was fork- scraping-
plate, fork- scraping -plate.
Crystal Senter-Brown
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Serial Short Story- Pink Slip
Flash Fiction: Eliminating Rahiem
Flash Fiction: Preacher's Kid
Flash Fiction: It's Five O'clock Somewhere
Heyday
JiltedStory
Flash Fiction: Going on 17
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Homecoming- A Poem for Laura Nelson
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