The theme for this week’s Weekly Writing Challenge is Flash Fiction. One of the challenges is to write a story in 300 words or less. I’m going for broke and have written mine in 298 words, not including the title, and it’s written from an American perspective this time.
Taking one last sweep of her son’s room before closing the door on his boyhood life for ever, Cathy choked back her tears.
‘I’ll be waiting in the car Mom!’ called Mike from downstairs, interrupting her thoughts.
Not daring to allow even a hint of the dread of this day to show, Cathy hurriedly wiped her eyes and put on a good smile as she got into the car.
‘Ready?’ Mike shot his mom a sideways glance, drawn away momentarily from the lure of his cell phone.
‘Yep! Let’s go!’
For the first part of the journey, Mike chatted excitedly about his life to come as a College Freshman and Cathy tried her best to sound enthusiastic.
Later on, Mike’s eagerness to ‘just get there’ seemed to Cathy that it was tinged with nervousness and as they drove closer to their destination, they both drifted off into the lost thoughts which had peppered their conversation but which now gave way to the silence between them.
Arriving at last, the rest of the day was filled with signing papers, heaving boxes and meet-and-greets. Cathy was grateful for the distraction of the organized chaos, but far too soon the moment she had dreaded arrived.
With bitter relief, it was over and done with in a hurried blur of hugs, kisses, love-you’s and ‘’Bye Mom, I’ll call you soon!’
And that was that.
It wasn’t until later that night and curled up on her son’s bed, that Cathy allowed the tears to fall at last, soaking his pillow as she let her mother’s grief take hold, wishing as she did for all the world that her boy was a three-year old again, snuggled up next to her as she read him his favorite story one last time.
(c) Copyright Sherri Matthews 2014