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26 Comments

  1. kymminbarcelona March 2, 2013 10:45 pm

    Ohhhhhh I do know that feeling. Terrific rhythm, too.

    • AR Neal March 2, 2013 10:49 pm

      Thank you, Kymm!

  2. Björn Rudberg (brudberg) March 2, 2013 11:00 pm

    This stings, very good

    • AR Neal March 2, 2013 11:23 pm

      And unfortunately, too many kids have either heard, seen, or felt this very same thing. Thank’s Björn.

  3. theroadfromhawaii March 2, 2013 11:47 pm

    edgy. I know from your bio this would be heartbreak city for you. It is a sad truth for some children. annbennett2.blogspot.com

    • AR Neal March 3, 2013 12:04 am

      True–I’m no fan of kids (the fact that I am a mom is no less than an act of God, who sees more in me than I see in myself), but can’t stand seeing them mistreated.

  4. barbara March 3, 2013 1:02 am

    wow! Intense and deep. The name speaks volumes. The dialect perfect.

    • AR Neal March 3, 2013 1:08 am

      Thank you, Barbara! It came to me yesterday but I didn’t have a chance to get it down 🙂

  5. Tom MacInnes (@cobourgcobbie) March 3, 2013 2:46 am

    Wicked story title! A Dad by choice, I hate to see kids mistreated, too. Thanks for an intense 33 words.

    • AR Neal March 3, 2013 4:25 am

      Thank you, Tom! Gotta watch reading prompts before my commute…37 miles one way is a lot of time to contemplate a story 🙂

  6. deanabo March 3, 2013 3:09 am

    Very good.

    • AR Neal March 3, 2013 4:19 am

      Thank you, Deana!

  7. ramblingsfromamum March 3, 2013 3:12 am

    Agree love the title, 33 words capturing ‘rape’ (as I read it) was completely believable. To not be able to look at your child that was conceived without permission of any kind….to be reminded because of his eyes… this was well thought and written.

    • AR Neal March 3, 2013 4:18 am

      Thank you, Jenny… Your description covers it.

  8. atrm61 March 3, 2013 6:57 am

    What a terrible thing to feel & say to a child-an innocent soul!My heart bled reading this poignant piece Andree’.Sharp & drove the point home,well done:-)

    • AR Neal March 3, 2013 3:23 pm

      Thank you–it is sometimes a very sad world in which we live, and as aspiring writers we must also address that underbelly of darkness…

  9. Draug419 March 3, 2013 5:04 pm

    Ooo interesting piece!

    • AR Neal March 3, 2013 7:03 pm

      Yeah, went a bit dark on this one…

  10. Suzanne March 3, 2013 6:09 pm

    Wow, this is really powerful. Very well written, though difficult to read. Great job with the prompt!

    • AR Neal March 3, 2013 7:03 pm

      Thank you, Suzanne 🙂

  11. trailertrashdeluxe March 3, 2013 6:26 pm

    Rape? That’s much darker than how I read it at first. I thought that “took it” somehow meant “he was so good-looking but left me” or something. Well, anyway, it’s sad but well-done. I guess I’ve never heard anyone say he (or she) “took” all the beauty and didn’t leave any for anyone else, but that’s what I was thinking, somehow.

    • AR Neal March 3, 2013 7:06 pm

      Yes…”took” in this vernacular is usually used to indicate sex by force, or as I mentioned in a previous reply without concern for consequences (as in unprotected).

  12. Kenya G. Johnson March 4, 2013 12:19 am

    Wow – 33 words – seemingly read out of a non-fiction book.

    • AR Neal March 4, 2013 4:37 pm

      Thank you, Kenya!

  13. Christine March 4, 2013 5:30 am

    That last line just breaks my heart. This is hard and so raw at the same time. Great job.

    • AR Neal March 4, 2013 5:41 am

      Thank you, Christine. This was just how it came out…don’t know why… I guess Madame Muse was feeling pain for children that day.

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