Flickering Light

The yelling stopped.  Then I heard loud footsteps and the living room door slam shut.  

I sat up in bed as the family car started up and quickly drove away.  I stared at my candle as it flickered spastically at its end. Suddenly darkness engulfed the room.  I slowly lay back down and heard the faint sound of my mother crying. My heart sank and my body became numb.  I felt powerless as I heard words through her tears.

“Why?  Why God?  Answer me dammit!  Why?”  

Yelling and crying was nearly a nightly occurrence through my youth.  But I never heard her talk to herself before that night.  Soon after I fell asleep I was awakened suddenly by my mother.  

“Let’s go Joshua. Don’t ask any questions.”  

God must have answered her that evening.  We never went back home.

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Till we meet again.  Good day.

Mind of Shoo

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16 thoughts on “Flickering Light

  1. Great story! I’m glad they got out.

    I hope you don’t mind me pointing out a couple of typos… (my inner editor doesn’t know when to shut it):

    “Yelling and crying was nearly a night occurrence through my youth. But I never heard her talk to herself before that night. Soon after I feel asleep I was awakened suddenly by my mother.”

    I think you meant “nightly” occurrence and “fell” asleep.

    🙂

  2. Dear Shoo,

    Mom finally had enough. Good for her to finally take her son and herself out of the environment. An answer to Joshua’s prayer.

    Powerfully well done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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