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The Prodigal Son

July 2, 2019 8 Comments

The Prodigal Son
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Greg let the screen door bang shut behind him.

“You’re finally back,” his father observed. He was sitting in the same armchair ten months later. “Your crap’s in the garage. Don’t think for one minute you’re moving back in. You and your mother were boils on my butt, bloodsucking leeches the pair of you. At least she had the decency to die with insurance.”

Greg reached into his bag. His hand closed around the cold, hard handle of a knife. As he raised his arm above his head, he wondered if they’d be serving Jell-O for dessert at the prison tonight.

By Kim8

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  1. Paula says

    July 2, 2019 at 10:34 am

    The trajectory of three lives in 101 words. Excellent.

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    • Kim Hart says

      July 2, 2019 at 5:32 pm

      Thank you Paula! Appreciate it.

      Reply
  2. diannemoritz says

    July 2, 2019 at 4:08 pm

    wow, chilling

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    • Kim Hart says

      July 2, 2019 at 5:33 pm

      Thanks Dianne.

      Reply
  3. myrhapsody1978 says

    July 3, 2019 at 6:26 am

    Wow, so powerful! Great job, Kim!

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    • Kim says

      July 3, 2019 at 8:53 pm

      Thank you Haley x

      Reply
  4. Karisa says

    July 8, 2019 at 5:23 am

    Not all prodigals leave a good father. Your story is powerful and heart-breaking. Chilling when jello in prison is far better than the life you grew up with.

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    • Kim says

      July 9, 2019 at 3:07 am

      Thank you Karisa, really appreciate your comments. x

      Reply

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