Friday Fictioneers: Dragonfly, Damselfly, Whatever

For Madison Woods‘ Friday 100 word photo-prompt(picture above)-flash-fiction challenge.

She excitedly opened the box to show them the dragonfly.

“That’s a damselfly mom, you are so stupid,” he said spurring their laughter.

She watched the four faces that resembled their father’s.

“Mom is stupid,” they chanted.

She sighed and stepped out into the garden.

Their voices stuck. Hot tears stung her eyes, red and puffy.

The damselfly flitted out the door after her. It stopped on the smooth rock before fluttering out of her way. She sat and saw it glide forward through the air before her. Its slender body thrust itself forward and in one swift move caught the mosquito that was looming in on her smooth calves.

She watched it devour its prey hungrily and then stood up.

“Dinner’s ready boys,” she called out.

They raced to the dining table, squabbling.

“Mom, not chicken again,” they whine, “can’t you cook anything else?”

Tears welled up in undried eyes. She dropped her lids over the hot tears.

When will he be home?



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