I don’t post things I write on the internet. Well, I guess I can’t say that now since that is exactly what I am doing but it’s not something I have done before. This is a little piece of a roughly 2500 word short fiction story I finished today. It’s the last thing I’ll finish before the semester begins. I like the story and we’ll see what my professors think. If you happen to read and enjoy this part I’ll send you the PDF file. Just message me.
He left through the back gate careful to keep the family dog inside the fence. He
licked his fingers and swallowed the sugary syrup left over. The tree line seemed to undulate as he walked up the path to his house bobbing his head and walking serpentine to miss the holes eroded into the old road. When he could see the exposed intestines of the trailer he heard a thud that shook the thin floor and he ran up the detached stairs. The door hit hard against the cornered wall and he saw her. She was lying between the couch and coffee table, her back against the couch and her ear pressed against her shoulder. He pulled the coffee table away from her and lay beside her. She had fresh, red lines running through the crease of her arm. She was breathing in short spurts and her eyes opened and then closed, her eyelids heavy like she had just woken up. He began to cry.
“Momma,” she opened her eyes and squinted as she tried to smile.
“Momma,” he put his arm over her hip.
“I’m sick,” her voice was weak and it scratched as it made it’s way out.
“I’m sick baby.”
“You ain’t dyin’ are you Momma? Momma, you ain’t dyin’,” he cried harder.
“I’m so sorry baby,” her eyes blurred beyond color and the tears began to leave a dark shape on the carpet. He held her until she fell asleep and so did he.
She died on the floor of their trailer. He stayed in the living room lying with his mother’s cold body for over a day. Around dinnertime the next evening the woman walked up the path and knocked on his door; she was carrying a plate of food wrapped in cellophane. The knock woke him and he began to cry again.