The Hugoverse

The last sentence must be "Mom drinks more coffee." [ Link to post. ] “NO.” My mother said loudly, then caught herself. A red ghost touched her porcelain cheeks. “No, thank you. I don’t like bitter, and the caffeine doesn’t agree with me.” I brought coffee to our Sunday brunch instead of the usual sangria. I thought it would be a good chance to help let her hair down. I wanted us to spend some quality mother daughter time since my dad took my husband hunting. “Mom, relax. It’s not like i’m immune to the caffeine. That’s why I brought it over.” I put the small burlap sack of fresh grounds on the white marble countertop, then searched through the cupboards. “ The boys are out hunting, I know you avoid it for dad’s sake.”  I tilted my head to the side to speak backward at her while my hand searches through a drawer full of pots. I pulled out the tea kettle and walked to the sink. “It’ll be good for you, trust me. You’ll feel, like *hundreds* of years younger, I swear.” ...

Flash Fiction challenge. Location: Amusement Park Object: Graffiti [ Link to Post ] “Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked my daughter. We sat in a fairly empty parking lot, with a bright noon sun overhead. The barren lot was due to a school day. A giant colorful wooden sign said, “King’s Amusement Park”. I turned the car off. This was her last chance to back out. To not grow up for another year. Her jade eyes gave me an icy stare. She removed her seatbelt without breaking eye contact. “I let you talk me out of it for the last three years. Do you know how many people make fun of me for being 18 and not having my own Amusement yet?” I shrugged, and felt bad. I had no idea it was such a big deal, of course my parents gave me an Amusement when I was nine. I grew up too soon. She grabbed her backpack and opened the car door. “I’ll be back when I find one I like.” I had no idea how long it would take her to find her Amusement. Amusements are like living hobbies. You ne...