The Good Son

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The Good Son

January 28, 2013 Writing 27

Her tears fell, single, soundless, on the stone beneath her knees, weeping for her son. “A few good men” flickered in her mind. He was good, one of the few. He enlisted early, at seventeen. “The proud, the few, the Marines.” He was all of that and more. He didn’t even graduate before they called his number. He stood astute, his arm raised, his hand positioned in perfect salute, dressed in his blues. A visit home before deployment and a return in a simple pine box, days before his eighteenth birthday. Her tears fell for a life snuffed too soon.

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Today’s flash fiction is brought to you by Lance/Leeroy’s 100 Word Song (David Bowie’s Soul Love) and Velvet Verbosity’s 100 Word Challenge (Soundless).

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27 Responses

  1. 2old2tap says:

    Well done. And so. Heartbreaking.

  2. Carrie says:

    tragic…that a life should be ended so soon and sometimes for nothing

  3. Kir Piccini says:

    oh Steph, this was heartbreaking. As the mom of sons, I wonder and worry where the world will take them.
    The imagery here was just so vivid.

  4. scorpioscribes says:

    It never fails to awe me how you can put so much impact into so few words.

  5. Tara R. says:

    Living in a military town, I hate to say that this happens far too often.

  6. deanabo says:

    My daughter was mentioning the air force the other day. This terrifies me.

  7. Tessa says:

    So heartbreaking! Great story!

  8. Imelda says:

    Oh, heartbreaking.

  9. Heart. breaking. How many generations of mothers have to lose their sons to war?

    Sorry you missed the link up deadline this week, but thanks for posting and playing!

  10. Diane Turner says:

    I watch on the PBS Newshour the young, young men and women killed in Iraq and Afghanistan, and my heart cracks at every photo delivered in silence. Our freedom is being protected by boys – brave, stalwart boys. Excellent writing. Thanks for sharing.

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