Friday Fictioneers – Even Then

(Author’s note: The last month of work has been absolute hell. Due to a lot of complications, there were many late evenings and my body hasn’t been getting the rest it needed. Along with the loss of a good Korean friend of mine late last week, it’s been difficult to even get the mode to write. However, I am hopefully going to be able to update more regularly. Here’s today’s story:)

© Sandra Crook

Even Then

by Miles H. Rost

The bead of sweat dripped off Simon’s ear, facing the stares of his girlfriend’s parents.

“How do you plan to make money for Si Hyeon?”
“I… work in aerospace engineering. I make plenty of money.”

Si Hyeon’s father sat back. Her mother leaned forward.

“You will take care of us when we can’t?”
“Of course! Having family close is important!”

She sat back and smiled. Simon leaned forward.

“How often will you babysit the children when me and Si Hyeon want to go out?”

Her parents paused, as the color drained out of their faces. Simon sat back, grinning.

Checkmate.

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Friday Fictioneers – Guilty

(Author’s Note: My job is a tough one. It doesn’t leave me with much time to actually spend writing more things. I come home from work, and I am really tired. We’ll see what happens. In the meantime, here’s today’s fictioneers.)

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© Liz Young

Grandpa was never the same after we discovered the faded tombstone out back.

“I loved her. Love was the only crime I was guilty of. They can’t take that!”

We didn’t know what happened, but the words “throat cancer” and “1965” were constantly on his breath.

For weeks, he wouldn’t do anything except sit on the bench near the makeshift grave he made all those years ago.

One morning, we walked outside to see him hugging the gravestone.

“Grandpa, breakfast is ready!”

We walked over to shake him. He was cold, and he was gone.

Guilty.

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