Family Reunion

 

“That’s not how it happened,” Terri barked.

“Who cares,” Kim interrupted, “I want to hear more about Tracy’s new ‘boyfriend’.”

“No,” Mark gestured with his beer, “let’s hear more about this supposed thing I did to Tracy. I hurt her wittle feelings?”

Britney laughed. “It’s bullshit. Like her new job.”

“Tracy?” Her mother glared. “Don’t just stand there like an idiot.”

Tracy’s boyfriend squeezed her hand. “It was nice to meet all of you but we have a weekend meeting at work.” He turned to her. “Do you want to leave now or wait a bit?”

“Now is good.”

 

 

 

Flash Fiction Challenge over at Carrot Ranch

August 12 Prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about a character who is called to have the back of another.

What circumstances led up to this moment? What are the character motives? Think about the interaction, the setting, the tone. What does it look like to have another’s back?

16 thoughts on “Family Reunion

  1. This reminds me of the lyrics of a song: “except for the names and a few minor changes . . .”
    It’s definitely a cringe-worthy situation. I’m so pleased Tracy has found someone who’s got her back. Pity her family were more inclined to support her. I think you have captured the scene superbly! Well done.

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    • I’m so glad you liked it. Thank you, Charli. I wanted to show exactly that — multiple characters all caught up in a conversation so that the reader could feel Tracy’s “surrounded and overwhelmed” without actually being overwhelmed or confused reading it. That was a challenge. Apparently, so was this comment. O_o

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  3. As with all the comments here, I agree Sarah, so glad that Tracy has such a great boyfriend. I felt quite uncomfortable with the family dysfunction so excellently portrayed in so few words…but that was the point, so you wrote an excellent flash with real emotion and the sense of relief at the end is palpable. Love it! ❤

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