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A Wake

August 9, 2016 4 Comments

A Wake
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Tears and moans were lurking below the silence.

“That funeral was over as fast as her passing,” my drunken uncle blurted out as we sat in our living room like a black mass.

No one said a word.

Blankness filled my father’s ashen face, while my mother’s swollen eyes just reflected a dour look.

As I took a sip of tepid tea, a gentle breeze slithered around my neck and I wasn’t sad anymore.

Instead, I became afraid that I was the only one who could see my sister’s maimed body in the dim hallway, her clouded eyes glaring with contempt.

By Ken Bergman

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  1. Marc Watson says

    August 9, 2016 at 9:08 am

    Great build, excellent rhythm, and a catchy ending. At first ‘slithered’ seemed out of place, however it was far more contextual once the ending came.

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  2. Bobby Warner says

    August 10, 2016 at 10:47 am

    A chilling scene at the ending. Great tale.

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  3. dimitriosotis says

    August 10, 2016 at 9:19 pm

    good little story — kind of a double twist at the end…..

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  4. lquisp says

    August 11, 2016 at 3:15 pm

    Great story, quick and brutal character build and absolutely terrific twist at the end. You packed a terrific bunch of wonderful into a little tiny suitcase!! Loved it!!!!!

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