Flash Fiction 55

First I am having difficulties with Blogger, it isn't allowing me to comment on anyone's blogs or my own.  So thank you Margaret and Scott for your words of advice and the website.  It was truly helpful and I have saved it in my favourites.

This entry is the one I wrote last week after I found out about my son.

“Yes” he replied with tears in his eyes.  He rolled up his sleeve to expose his forearm.  Crimson coloured lines scared his pre-teen flesh.  His mom looked upon them in terror, her heart aching and her mind blaming herself.  “it’s ok honey.  We will get you some help.”  Tears rolled down her cheeks blinding her…

Wanna play?  Just write your own fiction, non-fiction, poetry, etc and let the G-Man know!