
We never spoke of his father, and it felt disrespectful to ask anyone else. I assumed he was dead.
After the ceremony, standing next to my new husband in the receiving line, I knew before I saw him that something was wrong. I got that weird sensation that someone was watching me, then everything went dreadfully quiet.
He was suddenly beside me. Someone screamed.
Before I could react, he pinned me against the wall, his fingers digging into my flesh. His alcohol breath burning my eyes, his voice a vulgar whisper in my ear, “it’s okay darlin’, we’re family now.”
The 100 Word Challenge, a writing prompt created by Velvet Verbosity, takes a single theme to tell a story in only 100 words ~ no more, no less. This week’s theme is ‘Family.’
Ha ha. I read this to understand your post `Mrs Manners’ more. Loved this and its follow up.
Woah. Just woah. And I love the look you created with this photo.
Reminds me of a line that one day I want to use, “Don’t call me darlin’, darlin’.” You sure pushed this beyond a vignette, nice.
Very well done… you pulled me in and crept me out!
Everyone else already used all the words I immediately thought of :)! Great piece! I hope you’ll build on it :)
Yikes this sounds awful! (but in a good way, you know?)
Your writing is incredible.
Chilling. Loved it!
Wow! What a surprise…hope we get to learn more!
Very well done. Love the pacing of it.
Oooo, nicely done! Thanks for stopping by my blog:-)
Yikes!!! And awesome. I think I’m gonna like these challenges …
That was powerful stuff! :)
*shudder*
That was David Lynch weird, in a good way. I like it. The word vulgar near the word family was perfect.
Awesome job, Tar Rah
That made me skin crawl. Well done!
Yikes. Well, so as not to be just an echo in the room, I’ll say “Hay-ull, Girl, you done set the bar high, I swan.”
Excellent and very chilling story.
echoing – day-um! and tossing in the requisite Grrl!
Well played. Will this one go further?
As my hillbilly friend would say – Day-um. (He’s also the only person I know to whom the word “left” is two syllables – lay-uft). You have really thrown down the gauntlet with this one. Tense, exciting piece. I love it.