Her son took her to see the scorched husk of their old farmhouse one last time. He stood behind her as the salt smell of earthworms soothed her wrinkled skin.
In her eyes, a mud-splattered boy ran through the yard and into the house. “Take off your shoes,” she said.
Tracy Gold is a Fiction MFA candidate at the University of Baltimore. She also works as a marketer, writer, and editor for technology companies. Find her at tracycgold.com.
A lot of emotion captured in few words. *****
Tracy, this is great!
Thank you! The 50-word constraint really brought the best out of this story, which started as a rather formless paragraph.
Really nice. Evocative, sensory, and the son’s actions in the present and the mother’s in the past dovetail nicely and create a vivid picture of a relationship. Amazing use of so few words!
Thank you so much, Brian!