Time for this week’s Flash Fiction For Aspiring Writers. It takes place each Wednesday. 100-150 words more or less. I’ll put the link to this week’s stories at the end of this piece. Drop by to read or write or both 🙂
We’re all so thankful to PJ (Priceless Joy) for hosting this challenge and giving us a chance have people read our work and to read the work of others. This is such a gift. So ** ♥ ** PJ.
Here’s the photo and my story (175 words):
I was seven years old that summer. Wednesday mornings, mom would haul the five of us down Old Beach Road and into the amusement park. There was an Olympic sized swimming pool just past the Clownzie Cotton Candy Stand. Mom had us doing swimming lessons and learning how to tread water just in case a hurricane came and flooded us all out.
Dad was drunk that summer. Most of his nights were spent sleeping on a bench at the Greyhound Bus station. Every night mom had us pray to the Virgin Mary. We’d ask her to take care of daddy and make him well again.
One Wednesday, our prayers were answered. Daddy was home to take us to our swimming lessons. He promised us cotton candy from the Clownzie Stand.
“You have to tread water for 5 minutes to get cotton candy,” he told us.
I was tired after three minutes. Daddy stooped down low . “Keep going, Irene,” he said. “Keep going, sweetie,” he coaxed.
“I’m tired, daddy.”
“Done!” he rejoiced.
Our smiles met.