So It Is With Mothers by Gay Degani
She hates the ruby ring he gave her, preferring her baubles set with garnets, her pianos upright, her meals in the company of TV crime. She ignores messages from her ambitious Wall Street son complaining of insomnia, but in the midnight dark, she remembers their trailer park days, and calls.
Gay Degani's stories can be read at Metazen, LITnIMAGE, Night Train, and Corium among other venues. Nominated for a Pushcart, she edits EDF’s Flash Fiction Chronicles, blogs at Words in Place, and works as a staff editor at SmokeLong Quarterly.
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6 comments:
This paints such a vivid picture. Layered tension.
Wonderful details that build towards a great ending. Very nice.
Fine work, Gay! Congratulations!!
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Vivid and stirring in so few words.
So much in so few words, the true definition of great flash. Good work!
I'll be thinking about this all day. Very good!