“Why did you bring me here?”
“Do you know what is today?” My mother asks. How can I forget?
I was sixteen and my brother was twelve when our parents took us to the pier. “It’s my favorite place when I was a boy.” My dad said joyously. My brother didn’t reply, he just gazed out the window, staring at the birds. My brother was born with a genetic defect causing malformation in his brain.
“Are you excited?” I asked. He turned to me and smiled.
We walked along the boardwalk. I had never seen him so excited, running five steps ahead, and pointing at the dolphins in the water. “Look,” he said, his speech slightly garbled.
“I know, they’re dolphins.” I replied, joining him by the railing. Sometimes, I’m more like a mother than a sister.
“Do you have a lighter?” I turned and saw a cigarette between my mother’s lips.
“Please, not today.” Father said and that was when I heard the splash.
“Yeah, I remember,” I say, “He drowned because of you.”
I am participating in Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writer, where we write a piece between 100 and 150 words (more or less 25 words) in length inspired by the photo prompt above.