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Do You Want Fries With That? (Flash Fiction)

Much thanks to the beautiful Priceless Joy for hosting Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers (75 – 175 words) and Iain Kelly for providing the inspiring photo prompt this week. If you haven’t heard of or joined this challenge, please check out PJ’s blog for more details and entertaining entries. You won’t regret it.

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Now, to the story:

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“I don’t feel so good.”

“That’s just nerves, bud. You’ll do great, and I’ll be right here waiting.” James shares a secret handshake with his son and then watches Sam take the stage.

Late practices, blisters, calluses. All worth it for this moment. This audition. Or so Sam has been saying, every second, of every day.

Now there he is, holding his shoulders back. Violin high. Arms strong.

The first note washes over the crowd. Then Sam wets himself. And passes out.

Eyes wide, face red, James runs across the stage for his son.

Later, there are no words. Only fries and burgers. That’s the best remedy James can come up with. His wife would’ve known what to do.

Eating outside, Sam picks at his food. His burger collapses into his fries. “Shave my hair, change my name. That’s my only option… Or I can seppuku myself.”

James laughs, then regrets it. Simultaneously, a helicopter soars overhead, blades beating the air. But Sam still must’ve heard his dad since he’s glaring at him.

“Sorry.” Kids really should come with manuals.

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28 comments on “Do You Want Fries With That? (Flash Fiction)

  1. Nice story. I was waiting for the helicopter to appear! Great father/son bond.

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  2. Kids should really come with manuals. ~> This sentence cracked me up. Great writing!

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  3. Hahaha, I love this Izzy!!!! I’d probably be thing along the same lines as him – new hair, new look, maybe even new name 😂

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  4. Funny! But I really feel bad for him. It will certainly be a time in his life that will.never be forgotten . No, unfortunately there are no manuals that come with kids…..you won’t find everything on the internet either….no matter how long you search. 🙂 Enjoyed.

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    • Is that a confession about searching for manuals? Lol. I don’t have any kids, but I have nephews and a niece. I love them so much and wish I could shield them from many times, but I can’t. All we can do is keep moving forward, right? ^_^ Thanks for reading, laughing, and cringing.

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  5. This is a very unique take, Izzy! A unique and adorable one! ❤

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  6. This was really cute! 🙂 Great take!

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  7. Oh no, I feel so bad for Sam! What a traumatic experience. James really should be more supportive. Anyway. You told that story very well! And what an interesting take on the prompt, good job. 🙂

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  8. Aw poor guy. The fast food was a good idea. It seems like a big horrible thing but the little guy will move on, as life does. Great take Izzy.

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  9. No one has commented on the fact that no mother is present. For something as momentous as this moment, it can only mean (in my mind) that she has died. Which might also explain the wetting himself. But believe me, adding to what mandibelle 16 says, the little guy might move on, but he will never forget. I loved the story. It will certainly stay with me for awhile.

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  10. Great last line …. specially in a world world sans grand parents.

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  11. Hold tight. I’m writing the manual now 😛
    Great take!
    Ellespeth

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  12. Oh this is a brilliant story.
    I can feel the son’s embarrassment.

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  13. Awesome story – at once poignant, heartbreaking (i also took his wetting himself to mean the loss of his mother) and funny. No mean task that!

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