Saturday, November 29, 2008


The door slammed shut in Lola's face. Could she cope with another pubescent teenager?

Memories of past rebellions sent her pulse rate soaring. A simple request to hang out the washing had caused the girl to turn on her. Was obedience too much to expect?

Five kids had already traveled this route, happily causing chaos. Thankfully, each one had survived puberty's rite of passage and eventually grown up.

All too familiar tears stung the back of her eyes and throat, reminding just how tough it could get. She would have to be the strong one, for her daughter and herself.


My first 100 word story in a very long time. It feels strange to write something that is not in poetic form, but a change is as good as a holiday, or so it is said.



  1. I had fun browsing your blog! Thanks for stopping by the other day. Eek - your story reminds me of why I haven't had children yet! ;-)

  2. I dread the idea of my children becoming teenagers. My mother always said that if she were smart, she would have locked us in a box on our 13th birthday and not opened it until we hit 20.

    Well written. I'm going to have to go vote for you over on the 100 word stories site!

  3. Nicely written....teens scare the hell out of me....xoxoxo

  4. oh that rings kind of familiar. Step daughter is 14, and we have moments like this. Well written

  5. This struck so many chords Eaton. That's motherhood.
    Mark of a good writer - universality.


Falling Water by Frank Lloyd Wright

Falling Water by Frank Lloyd Wright
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