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Just Like Mama Made


Billy sat down to his meal, his mouth watering at the beautiful sight and heavenly aroma. The other guys had laughed when he'd requested fried chicken, pointing out that he could have feasted on steak or even lobster, but Billy was feeling lonely for his mama and this tasted almost as good as hers. His mind drifted back to his childhood on the farm and how happy he had been there until his mother remarried and her new husband made his life a living hell. Billy hoped and prayed his mama would understand that he did what he had to do; he had taken fifteen years of that man's abuse and one day the dam finally broke on that ocean of anger and hurt.  Billy finished his dinner and pushed the plate away just as the guard walked into his cell and said "Time to go now Billy, are you ready?"

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I'm linking up with the wonderful Lillie McFerrin
for Five Sentence Fiction
where the writing prompt this week is "feast".

20 comments:

  1. This is a good story. I really like it when I read the first 3 lines and then the story goes a different way from where I thought it was heading. It also made me hungry... I'll be heading out to KFC now.

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    1. Thank you KR, I too like stories that lead where you weren't expecting to go. I wish KFC was even half as good as it used to be,the photo made me hungry too!

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  2. I love this post, you know when I left home at 12 I knew it was either that or spend my life in jail and poor Billy lasted 3 years more than I did and he ordered the chicken. I ordered nothing mama use to make ^,^

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    1. Oh Lord Penelope, I wish your story was a happier one, and that this story or variations of it wasn't true for so many who grew up in abusive homes for one reason or another. What I love about you is that you survived, and went on to make a good life for yourself. Proof once again that we do not need to let our past define our future! HUGS!

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    1. Thanks Len! People and their stories, there is always so much more we maybe didn't know about them!

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  4. you know I love you right? Well I do, you have such an amazing heart & talent to write from it :]

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    1. Gee, thanks J! I don't see myself as anything different from the other bloggers who share here. We all come togther to support and encourage each other... that's what makes it such a wonderful experience! :-))

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  5. Great take on the prompt. I didn't see where it was heading.

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    1. Thank you Sandra, I wanted to paint a different picture of someone who might be considered a bad man on death row.

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  6. Wow -- what a great write -- and totally unexpected. Good take on the prompt.

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    1. Thank you, Louise! :-) I try to do something a little different from the norm with the prompts.

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  7. So heartbreaking Josie! You had me reeled right in and then delivered the sucker punch, great stuff!

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    1. It is a sad story, Lisa, had it not been for his step-father Billy's life could have turned out so differently.

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  8. Wow - what everyone else said. Of course Texas is the world champ in executions. But us 'Mercans sure do love us some capital punishment, don't we.

    I love what you said to Penelope. Very sweet and very true.

    Cheers!
    JzB

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    1. LOL, loved your comment JB! I think anyone who disposes of a spouse or child abusing varmit should get a medal rather than a death sentence, just sayin! ;-)

      Penelope is one of "my kind" of people,JB,a true survivor that shines with love and light!

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  9. Excellent piece - no more to say :)

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  10. Very well done! Fantastic angle on the prompt.

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    1. Thank you Kris, I try to find something a little different to with the prompt. This is one feast most of us have no desire to attend!

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