Friday, November 16, 2012

Flash Fiction Friday--Three Strikes


three leaf Clover

KRISANN GENTRY



In a way, we were lucky.

They say the thing you spend time worrying about never happens to you. It’s lots of somethings much smaller, or rarely, something much, much worse. But sometimes, it’s exactly what you’ve worried about for years, and you’ve rehearsed how to react, how to help, a thousand times in your mind. It’s just that doing everything right doesn’t always amount to enough, in the end.



In a way, we were lucky.

They say most marriages don’t survive the death of a child, but ours was already long over. I can remember thinking that the infidelity and the divorce was the worst thing that had ever happened to me. 

How funny, he was always looking for ways to fix us, to undo the separation, to have his dad back, to call him 'ours' again. Ironic that he actually succeeded... that for a minute, she meant nothing to him, because she could not fathom his loss. I could. It was mine too.


In a way, we are lucky. 


He'll never have to see what we couldn't be without him.






Want to make one of your own? Next week's prompt is, 

"battle scars."



Read Esther's submission.
Read Jeffery's submission.



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