Life and Lies_Tough Competition_Fatherly Advise_A Wolf’s Pack
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Life and Lies
Trigger warning: suicide“Mom will be fine, El.”“No, she won’t! She’s all alone and being alone is very sad.”“I understand your point El, but she likes it alone.”“Don’t be a doofus Melinda, no one likes it alone.”“But…”“No buts. We are going to stay with Mommy tonight.”******“Daddy, we’re going to sleep next to Mommy tonight.”Dad opens his third bottle of whiskey, not really deciphering El’s words.He just grunts, and that is enough for El, who pulls my hand and drags me towards the door.I strain against the weight of the sleeping bags, but El doesn’t notice.We walk to the cemetery, her constant...
Tough Competition
A chant rose from somewhere in the audience, the thud of feet in the auditorium sounded like a continuous rumble of thunder. The clapping hands beat out a furious counterpoint to the rhythm from the feet. There was an air of barely contained violence. This crowd wanted blood. Not for the first time Nathan asked himself just how the hell he had got himself involved in this situation. It was like a scene from Gladiator.He was terrified. Pure and simple. Adrenaline was firing round his system, his legs were locked, his bladder howling in protest. He wondered if the other competitors were feeling...
Fatherly Advise
“It doesn’t count if you’re already planning your defeat.” The words ran through Blake Mackey’s mind just as they had for most of his life. His father use to follow that line with, “If other people beat you, you can get up from that. You are the only one that can keep you down.” Blake’s father was a boxing fan and loved using the analogies that came with it. Blake on the other hand could not bring himself to watch it for more than a couple of minutes. Something about the thought of people willingly doing that to each other as a profession did not sit right with him. As a kid, Blake developed...
A Wolf’s Pack
There was a knock on the door. “They’re here! They’re here!” Diana’s mom called out, clapping her hands excitedly. Very formally, Diana, her mum and then her dad went to stand in a line behind the door. Diana was forced into her pinkest dress, one with lots of frills, and sparkly pumps. Trying to hide how thrilled she was, Diana’s mother opened the door, biting on her lip to keep herself from cheering. In the doorstep stood a tall man in a black suit with his hand around a teenage boy’s arm. Diana’s mum’s happy expression was wiped off her face faster than lightning could strike when she saw w...