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Submitted to Contest #44
Dad’s terrible singing echoed through the car. “Dad, please stop your lack of tune is detrimental to my ears,” I whined. A deep chuckle made his chest rumble. My lips quirked up, I loved it when he laughed. It made the sides of his eyes crinkle and his face look a decade younger. “Is this how you talk to your father, huh? Huh?” he teased. Dad suddenly lit up, an evil look falling across his face.“No. No. Don’t even--,” before I could finish my protest, his hand had sneaked over to where I sat and started tickling me. I squealed loudly, ...
Submitted to Contest #43
NOAHI shoved my hand through my knotted hair. Going through the same monotonous routine of getting ready for school, I trudged down stairs seeing yet another familiar sight of my very hungover dad passed out on the couch. He wasn’t always like this. I relived the bitter sweet anamnesis, a hand clenching around my heart. Mum sang a peppy song sweeping around the kitchen half covered in cake flour. I whined at her appalling lack of tune even as I felt the corners of my lips tug upwards.. Dad chuckled at our antics, looking up from the newspape...
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