Published June 22, 2012 by rochellewisoff

Once more it’s Friday. That is, in some Friday Fictioneers’ homelands. Here in Missouri it’s still Thursday evening. To find out more about us and our creator Madison Woods visit our Facebook page.

“Odonata class: Zygoptera.” With calculated neatness twelve-year-old Clark wrote in his notebook. “Damselfly.”

The insect’s organza wings shimmered silver-blue in the late afternoon sun. It seemed to relish the unprecedented attention rather than fear it. The excited boy snapped it from every angle with his new iPhone.

“‘A+’ for sure!”

A low growl interrupted his reverie. “Get your ass home, nerd-boy, before I havta beat the crap outta ya again.”

Clark poised the iPhone like a camera in one hand while with his other he cocked the stolen gun in his pocket. He winked a swollen eye.

“Hey…Dad. Say ‘cheese.’”

34 comments on “HOMEWORK

  • Silver-blue, organza wings. Nice. Sounds like daddy is going to get his comeuppance. Here's mine ..just in case:www.triplemoonstar.blogspot.comNote to FF writers: Any Blogspot people having trouble accessing comments to WordPress blog members? I am..and trying to figure out the problem.


  • Wow! Like CC before me, I did not see that coming either. It went to something of beauty when describing the damselfly's wings to the horrible and ugly as the winking of his swollen eye. Nicely done. Now I want to know…did he pull that trigger? or did his Dad get the message and back down? 😉


  • Dear Rochelle,How did that genius boy spring from his cro-magnon father? Even the damselfly sensed his benign, inquiring nature, yet his father is clueless as to what will soon befall him if he keeps up abusing his son.A very unique and interesting take on the prompt. (Goodnight:)Aloha,Doughttp://ironwoodwind.wordpress.com/2012/06/22/kaleidoscope/ (for visitors to your world:)


  • In response to Doug, my guess is it was his step-father. In either event, sounded like he needed killin' (as we say in the south).I like the way this story started off like a homework assignment and made a brutal U-turn. Powerful writing, Rochelle.


  • I suspect dad should have been less critical of his son's interest in the whimsical and studious. I think dad will look good with a pin through him and an appropriate card identifying his genus/species. Delightfully done.


  • Great story Rochelle. I'm torn on how I'd like to see it end, but I know if Clark pulls that pistol from his pocket there won't be any turning back if he's planning to live through it. And either way, the Rubicon doesn't seem far away. He'll cross it sooner or later.


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