Fucking In The Bushes

Below you will find the results of my having challenged myself for a number of days to write a short story with a beginning and middle and an end inside of 30 minutes. Here is what I came up with. I hope you like it.

The young girl approached her mother, who stood on the rock shore. No-one had said a word since the argument in the car.

The young girl pulled at the sleeve of her mother’s yellow raincoat.

“Is that the Loch Ness Monster?’ asked the Little Girl in her softest, most adorable voice.

“No,” answered her mother. “That’s a rake. Someone threw a rake into the water.”

”Why?”

”Either he didn’t like rakes or he quit his job in a huff.”

The Little Girl let go of her mother’s sleeve. She walked away.

Her father was about a quarter of a mile down the beach. From his posture, even at that distance, she knew he was smoking cigarettes.

When she arrived, she saw that her father’s face was damp and his hands were shaking.

She looked up at him. He managed a weak smile.

“Mommy says she’s sorry about tossing things at you.”

Her Father, before she had even finished the sentence, had begun staring off into space.

The little girl walked away.

She found her mother sitting on the stones. She stood next to her.

“Daddy says you’re wrong and that is The Loch Ness Monster.”

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