Friday Fictioneers: Resolution


Here’s a piece of fiction…

“Hey,” my roommate knocked on my door. “There’s a woman at the door, claiming she’s your mother.”

I sighed, ripping my earbuds from my ears. How the hell did she find me? I said I was done. It was why I packed up everything I owned into my friend’s mini-van and moved into the student’s apartment. Since then, my grades have mysteriously improved.

Sitting on the bench outside the apartment was my mother, “come home,” were the first words she said when she saw me.

Guilt began to seep into my heart before I inhaled and said resolutely, “no.”

(99 words)

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