Coming and going

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: August 28, 2019

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Telephone pressed to his cheek. he pulled a comb, razor, toothbrush from the bathroom drawer. The mundane necessities of life. His sister's panicked voice screaming, "Come fast! He's going!"


Waiting for the train, his fidgeting mind rolled back. His father, adored yet despised, wouldn't need a razor anymore. The brown stubble grazing his eye as a boy trying to hug him as he pulled away. The condescending smirk when he announced his acceptance into the Alonzo King LINES Ballet company. Something he had worked his whole life to accomplish. He sent tickets, but they were "lost in the mail" his mother explained apologetically. Family holiday dinners. Always single. Opportunities missed. 


Now, the dreadful rite of passage where nothing more could be hoped for. Words could not be spoken or taken back. Actions and reactions could not be changed. A long train ride. A clumsy hug. Gray stubble grazing his lip. No reaction. His mother's rheumy eyes. His sister pacing, stalling the inevitable goodbye. The beeping monitors. Clutching limp, dry fingers trying to feel the love that had been missing; trying to heal a lifetime of pain in a single squeeze.  He's going? He had never been there to begin with. 


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