A Lifetime in a Moment



Enough is enough” he silently fumed.

Even as he thought the words, he cursed himself for not being able to say them out loud, or better yet, scream them out loud.  That would have been powerful. Screaming back. That would have surely been his moment.

But he was not that kind of guy, the kind who said what was on his mind, consequences be dammed. He was the other type. The quiet type. The very epitome of nice guys who finish last.

But today was the day. The day he was no longer going to take the crap that been dealt out to him his whole life.  Even Job had his breaking point.

Today he was taking back the day… and the night.

Today would be the day that would define a lifetime of tomorrows.  He would sit back no longer.  Forty six years of frustration welled up inside of him, needing to burst out.

“Mother” he yelled.

She turned back to him from the top of the porch, leaning heavily on her cane. The wind caught  the gray wisps of hair framing her elderly face “Yes Job?”

He hesitated and knew then, he was never going to change.


Written for Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner. Week #4 – 2016. 

Requirements: Create a 200 word flash story using the photo prompt and the provided first sentence.




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