By Peter J.
Harry fished through his bag, searching for the orange jar. “Do you think that’s why they never sit with us?” he asked his best friend, Don. He stared at his lunch box, knowing he needed to take his pills, but hating to in front of everybody.
“I guess.” Don shrugged. “Hey, we still have each other, right? We’ve been friends since kindergarten.”
Harry smiled, but he sighed as he pushed a pink pill into his sandwich. Tuna. Every Friday.
Don saw Harry was still upset, so he told a joke.
The other kids watched Harry laugh and talk to no one.
Oh my, so much packed into so few words, this scene wants for a book! I had to read it several times and, it evokes a whirlwind of emotions. A fine piece.
Well done. I didn’t see that coming.
Excellent.
Thank you to everyone who commented. I greatly appreciate the high praise!
I, too, like stories with surprise endings–and this is certainly a good one!
I love all your submissions. You’re a very talented writer!
At first I didn’t get it, had to read it twice to understand the great imagination of this writer. Great story. Keep it up! 🙂
Very enjoyable and well written story!