It’s time for Tuesday
Tales!
Welcome back! This week
is our picture prompt week and all posts must be 300 words or under and reflect
the chosen image. Today we have a snippet from Coach’s Challenge, Cayuga Cougars #3, which gives us a peek at Dad
and son time with Victor and Jack.
Thanks so much for
dropping by!
Jack and I slid down a small incline,
surrounded by bushes and trees that carried red and yellow leaves already.
Heavy rain early in the month had left a huge puddle that my son – hell any kid
– simply couldn’t resist. He found a stick – naturally – and started poking at
the water. I dropped my ass to a rock jutting out of the incline and watched
him investigate the world. He was such a happy kid. Bouncy, smart, full of piss
and vinegar. And not once had his mother belted him for acting up or told him
he was an accident. I mean, yeah, he wasn’t a planned child but he was the fucking earth and stars to me. Dan was
my moon.
“Dad, a squirrel!” he
called. I lifted my gaze from the ripples his stick had made on the puddle. “A
squirrel!” Jack ran at the tree the gray squirrel was barking at us from.
“Don’t run with that
stick,” I reminded him. He did anyway.
“Dad,” he called
again, his round cheeks as red as his hair which needed cut. “I kiss that
squirrel!”
I glanced up into the
canopy. “Sorry buddy, you can’t kiss that squirrel. He’s too far up in that
tree. And in all honestly, kissing squirrels probably isn’t a good thing to
do.”
He stared up at the
squirrel who was chattering up a storm, his plush tail flicking in irritation.
Probably Mr. Squirrel was pissed about not being able to get to the acorns
lying under Jack’s little sneakers.
“Dad, you kiss that
squirrel?” Jack asked, pointing into the swaying yellow leaves with his stick.
“Nope, I don’t kiss
squirrels.”
He turned from the tree and folded his arms
over his chest. “You kiss girls?”
“Sometimes,” I
replied, leaning up to rest my elbows on the ratty holes in the denim covering
my knees.
“You kiss boys.” That
wasn’t a question, it was as statement. I nodded. “Like Papa?”
“Yep, I kiss Papa.”
“But no squirrels?”
“No squirrels.”
Copyright 2017
©by V.L. Locey
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5 comments:
Loved it. I could picture the scene and the last bit of dialogue made me laugh out loud.
Thanks for stopping by, Susanne!
That's so cute. Jack is as fun as his dad lol
Thanks Cat!
What a fun scene! Kissing squirrels - I never could have imagined this dialogue. It was perfect. I loved it.
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