I was trying to come up with some fresh fiction for today but it won’t come. So here’s an old story, originally published in 2012, long before many of you read my blog so I hope you enjoy this one.
This is a short piece of fiction that I wrote for a prompt exercise. The exercise was to follow the original post and write whatever came to us. The original post has a character named Levi being discharged from the service and getting on a bus in SF to Ohio. He arrives in Akron and heads to his mom’s house, unannounced. She lets him in and Levi sees that the man she lives with is there too, still. Levi had shot him in the leg, defending his mother, after the boyfriend had beaten her. That was how he had ended up enlisting. The judge gave him a choice, the military or incarceration. Upon seeing the boyfriend there, Levi turns and walks out the door.
Okay, that’s the back story. Here’s what I wrote:
She hated the look in his eyes. The accusation. The disgust. The anger. The hurt. The look…
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