by Mickey Hunt
As a child, our son Timothy told his teachers he was adopted. During adolescence, he wailed in misery, certain that his best friends had moved away. By age twenty, Timothy’s grief sank into glum desolation, and he would lie on the bed all day, bemoaning an imaginary poverty. None of his therapists could free him from his flawed perception of loss...
This story (about 1000 words) can be found at Every Day Fiction.
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by Mickey Hunt
The wrinkled old man sat patiently
beside his luggage in the bus station and stared toward the glass door at the
far end of the waiting room. What was
this madness? he wondered. It had all started so innocently.
He chuckled
softly to himself . . .
His wife had wanted a son, plain
and simple. But the doctor had told them even before they were married years
ago this was impossible. She would be barren. ...continued
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Note: This story appeared December 1, 2012 in the anthology Open Doors: Fractured Fairy Tales, available for purchase from Amazon at the above link, either as a printed book, an audio book, or an e-book.
See my creative non-fiction bio at Wayman: Featured Author
Folly Blaine recorded a podcast of the story that you can listen to HERE.
The story came out as a reprint in August 2015 in Beyond Science Fiction.