2 AM on a School Night


PHOTO PROMPT© Sandra Crook

Mom frowned at me, arms crossed.

I began again, trying to remember what I said before to keep my narrative consistent.  No use contradicting myself!

Mom tapped her toe.  She leaned back slightly.

I lost track of where I was.  I fumbled, the words bumbling out.  I stopped talking, stared at my toe.


I looked up at Mom.

Her expression was unchanged, but she clapped her hands about once every two seconds.

“Bravo,” she said. “A master weaver on the world’s largest loom couldn’t handle as many threads as that. Perhaps the truth now?”

Oh-oh.  I am so grounded.


Word count = 100

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43 thoughts on “2 AM on a School Night

    1. trentpmcd Post author

      Well, in my search for Nirvana I close my eyes and contemplate what that one handed clap would sound like, but so far I am neither Enlightened nor know how it sounds. If I figure it out… ;) Thanks!

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    1. trentpmcd Post author

      You must have been some wild 8 year old out to 2 AM on a school night ;) lol. I was thinking closer to 14… But then, I lived in the “country”, so I couldn’t get into to too much trouble until I could drive or had friends who could drive. Thanks.


    1. trentpmcd Post author

      Sometimes I hate Word Press – looking through this thread I think I missed more comments than I saw… Anyway, answering a month late, thanks :)



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