President Trump Profits From an Interview

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic


This is my first attempt at Flash Fiction. Just giving it a go here.

Submitted: March 02, 2018

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President Trump Profits From an Interview

Today the young man was going to represent the students who had survived the disaster. He was to be photographed with President Trump and to answer questions for the reporters. His mother had spent the entire morning dressing him in the suit purchased specially for the occasion. A dark blue formal suit with a vest. Shoes shined to the level of black mirrors. And, as a crowning touch, his mother slipped his great, great grandfather's pocket watch into the watch pocket of the vest. The other end of the gold chain clipped to a button.

His great, great grandfather had been an engineer on a steam locomotive on the nation's first transcontinental railroad. A watch was a vital instrument for a railroader and this one had been the state of he art in it's time. It still functioned well almost a century later. His mother had told him that someday he would own it and pass it on to his own children.

The lights were very bright and hot in the President's office, and along the far wall were many people, cameras and microphones. The boy sat in a semicircle behind the President with four other children from the incident. They listened to the President make his speech. He spoke of the courage of the children and of how he would have been just as brave had he been a child in the same sort of situation.

An overweight lady with a funny eye then got up and spoke. And she confirmed that had President Trump been a child in the incident, he would have been brave or braver than the other children involved, and he might actually have stopped the terrorists in some sort of daring attack. And brought the terrorists to justice.

The President then called each of the children in turn to come forward and meet him. He would ask each child a few personal questions and then thank them for their bravery. The boy was nervous when his turn to be called came, but he gathered himself and strode to the President's podium with a mature air. When the President bent over to ask his name, the boy noticed that the President smelled like Big Macs and McDonald's fish sandwiches.

In response to the questions, the boy gave the name of his school and explained what he wanted to be when he grew up. The President noticed the watch in his watch pocket and asked if he could see it. The President opened the watch's gold case and showed the watch to the cameras, while asking the boy of it's history. Haltingly, the boy described his great, great grandfather and his role in the nation's railroading history, and how the watch had come down through the generations to him. The President thanked him for the interesting story and the boy felt the President's fingers returning the watch to the watch pocket.

The boy returned to his seat and watched as the President concluded the press conference. Several men then surrounded the President and they left by the side door. After this, everyone stood, stretched and began talking. The boy rose from his seat and stretched his tired muscles. It was then he noticed that the watch was gone. The chain had been tucked into the watch pocket, but the watch was not there.

The boy searched under his chair and retraced his steps to the Presidents podium, but the watch was not to be found. An illness welled up within the boy with the realization that he would have to tell his mother that the precious watch was lost.


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