My head smacks against the underside of my Mustang’s hood. “Dang it, Mary! What do you want?” I wipe my grease covered hands as my wife stands in the doorway.
“Sorry,” she laughs, “your dad is on the phone.”
I turn back to the engine.
“Luke,” she sighs, “how long has it been since you talked to him?”
I check for loose spark plugs.
“Honey, how long?”
Five years. I feel her hand on my shoulder. I don’t turn. “Talking to him is like trying to run this car on diesel. It can’t work.”
“He sounds different.”
I shake my head. “He always does, until the cops show up.”
Her hand slips under my chin and my gaze falls to her growing belly. “You know I love you, but stop being stubborn. How will you feel if your son refuses your calls someday?”
“That would—”
“These things can repeat.” She kisses my cheek. “I’ll keep him talking until you’re ready. And please, take off those shoes before you come inside.”
I pick up a wrench and chuck it into the grass. What does he want now? Glancing at my workbench, I see my mother’s picture. I inhale sharply, as her last words echo in my mind.
“It takes a stronger man to tear down a wall than it does to build one.” She had said.
I look toward the house, but go and retrieve the wrench instead. “Tearing down a wall is only worth it when someone isn’t standing there to build it again.”
I work late into the night, my eyelids drooping as I lay beneath the car. The air is warm and vibrates with the chirp of crickets. “Maybe I should call him tomorrow.”
“How about today?” Mary taps my shoe with hers. “It’s after midnight.”
I roll out from under the car. “You’re growing a person, you should be sleeping.”
“I—”
“Excuse me, folks.”
I jump up as someone steps into the light.
The officer holds out his badge. “I’m sorry to disturb you. Are you Luke Wainright’s son?”
I laugh and shake my head. “And I’ll say it again, Mary,” I smile at her, “I don’t talk to criminals.” I wipe my hands and nod to him. “Luke Wainright Jr. at your service. What did he do now?”
The officer shifts his weight, looking down at his shoes for a moment. “He was involved in a hit and run this afternoon.”
My shoulders stiffen. I close my eyes. “Please tell me he didn’t hurt anyone.”
“No sir, he didn’t. He was the one that was hit. I’m sorry sir, but he’s gone.”
I step back, my foot landing on the slider I had been laying on, and I’m thrown to the ground.
“Luke!” Mary bends to help me, but the officer pulls me to my feet.
I look at her belly. “My father hit someone and it’s not the first time. He wasn’t hit.”
“Sir, I’m sorry, but your father is dead.”
“No!” I swing, just missing the officer and he takes me to the ground, pinning my arms behind me. “No!” My vision begins to blur. Don’t you dare cry! Closing my eyes, I force away the tears. I hear a sob catch in Mary’s throat. What have I done? “I’m sorry, Officer—”
“Because of the news, I’ll let this slide one time.” He releases me.
“Thank you.” I say as I stand.
Taking a deep breath, he glances over his shoulder and slips a letter out of his coat and into my hand. “This was with your father. It should still be at the station, but something told me it needed to be here.” Nodding, he goes back to his patrol car and leaves.
“What is it?”
I shrug, turning the white envelope over in my hand. My name is scrawled in my father’s handwriting.
“You need to sit down,” Mary says, guiding me to a stool. I can’t look away from his writing.
She gives me a hug and kisses my cheek. “I’ll make you some tea.”
I take her hand as she turns to leave and hold it to my lips “Stay. Please.” I don’t want to read this alone. I stand. “You shouldn’t be on your feet.”
She takes my shoulders and gently pushes me back down.
I stare at the letter.
“Do you want me to read it?” She says.
I shake my head and clear my throat. “Dear Luke,” I read, “You know how to hold a grudge, but that’s okay. You got it from me. You’ve always been a stubborn jack—” I clinch my fists, crumpling the letter, “He’ll never quit, Mary.”
She rubs my back, “He can’t hurt you anymore, keep reading.”
“—so I understand why you didn’t come to the phone. It’s okay. I screwed up a lot, but you need to know I love you. I won’t ask you to love me. I don’t deserve to ask that. Cutting me out might have been the smartest thing you’ve ever done. Your mother raised you to be the man you should be, and I hope you learned from me what not to do. I can’t make up for the time we’ve lost, but I do hope you’ll forgive me for the years I’ve wasted. I don’t deserve your forgiveness, but I know what it feels like to carry that kind of anger and I don’t want that for you or your child. Even if you don’t want me in your life, know you’ll always have a place in mine. I’m content knowing you have a good life in spite of me. If you ever want to talk, I’ll come running, and I won’t fall this time because I’ve been clean and sober for a year today. I was even able to walk this letter to your house!”
Turning over the envelope I dump a coin into my hand. It’s embossed with the words ‘one year sober.’ Covering my face, I weep for the dad I’ve just discovered.
Thank you so much for reading! If you have any questions you’d like to ‘ask’ Luke, feel free to leave them in a comment below. This story is my Blah Buster for When Readers Write. To read more from WRW visit: http://www.whenreaderswrite.com
indeed – detail of your story keeps me reading over and over!!
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Thank you. You’re very kind. I’m glad you enjoyed this story. Is there anything you’d like to ‘ask’ Luke? I’d be happy to include the question in my upcoming character interview.
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I am wondering if you can include one my music piano melodies in your next stories. Your presentation is delightful!
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I’m not sure I understand what you mean.
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You can have combination music and introducing a novel, interview.
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Oh, I see. As interesting as the idea is, I think I need to pass. That’s not the direction I’m going in for this blog, but I wish you all the best in your creative endeavors.
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Thank you, I appreciate it – Keep up with your great post!
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Thank you. (-:
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Very powerful.
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Thank you. (-: I’m very glad you enjoyed it.
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So if Luke’s father was cut out of his life was an alcoholic from Luke’s memory, why was Luke so angry he had to try to punch the officer? Was it because he just needed someone to take out his anger on, and what did his father do to him when he was younger to make Luke feel.this kind of hatred towards his dad for so long? Sorry, I had a lot of questions but I really did enjoy this. You dropped that his father was killed at a perfect moment. Can’t wait for next week’s sorry. I’ve actually been trying to figure out when you post these so I’ve kind of been blog stalking you lol jk thanks for the read! 🙂
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Story not sorry.
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(-: I understood.
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K, I’m using my phone too read and comment so I’m not tempted to start blogging all of a sudden. Lol
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I truly appreciate your taking the time to read my work. This blog is a way of trying to get my name out there for when I get my book published. Writers with a readership are always more likely to be picked up by a publisher.
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Yeah I have a little following on my other social media accounts with my novel so when I find authors I like I definitely go back and share them with my readers. Reviews are the toughest thing to get out of them though but you will have the few that take the time to write on up for you. You’re a fantastic writer. You won’t have any troubles getting published.
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Wow, that truly means a lot. Thank you So much. I really mean it. I look forward to seeing you around here. I hope you continue to enjoy my work. Make sure to check back next Monday for Luke’s interview. What’s your book called?
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Horizon. I have the links on my blog. There’s a kindle link and if you read some of my posts you’ll see the authors spotlight where the paperback and hardback are. I’m still trying to figure out how to change that so they show up as soon as you enter my blog. I’ll definitely check out next week’s interview. Very excited about it
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I’ll check out your book (and to anyone seeing this comment I suggest you do likewise). Have you tried adding the link in a text widget at the side of your blog?
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I think I’m going to try that when I start blogging today. If it works, THANK YOU SO MUCH! If it doesn’t, I’m probably just a dummy at web design lol
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Nah. It took me a while to figure out what blog layouts accept what widgets and pages. You’ll get it, just keep trying.
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It’s okay! Questions are good. I wouldn’t be able to write my character interviews without them. I post my short stories biweekly, with the follow up character interviews (where my characters answer reader’s questions) on the in between weeks. I’ll be sure to ‘ask’ Luke all of your questions. I’m glad you enjoyed it.
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I love it! ♥
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Thank you so much. (-: I really appreciate that. Do you have any questions for Luke?
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This was pretty evocative, Justina. I liked the build-up and the angst that Luke nursed for his father. The accident, though predictable, was still written well. The letter clinched it for me and I am a sucker for sentimentality. May his father’s soul rest in peace.
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I was a little worried it would be predictable, but I thank you for reading. I hope you enjoy the follow up interview. Thank you so much for reading and commenting.
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I love this story! Could you ‘ask’ Luke if he felt he could understand and forgive his father after reading his letter and realizing that he died trying to bring it to him? That would be much appreciated!
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Thank you so much for reading and commenting. I’ll be sure to ‘ask’ him. I’m so very glad you enjoyed the story. I hope you enjoy next week’s interview as well!
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Hello! I have nominated you for One Lovely Blog Award. You can visit my blog if you wish to know the details and participate. Thank you.
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Thank you so much. I truly appreciate that. I was actually nominated by another blogger yesterday, but I haven’t had a chance to do the post yet. I will accept your nomiation as well and follow your blog and mention you both in my accptance (is that what it’s called?) post.
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It’s ok…you don’t have to follow if you don’t want to 🙂
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I already did. (-:
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I enjoyed reading your story really much! 😉
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Thank you, and thank you for commenting! (-: I hope you’ll enjoy the character interview just as much. Is there anything you’d like to ‘ask’ Luke?
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Not at the moment..but I’ll think about it and let you know 🙂
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Thank you. (-:
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Really nicely written captivating story. Well done!
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Thank you very much, and thank you for reading and commenting. Is there anything you’d like to ‘ask’ Luke?
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Good stuff here. It’s been so long since I’ve attempted fiction. Love the amount of depth you get in just a small amount of space/words.
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Thank you so much for your kind words. (-: They mean a lot. I’m working on a novel at the moment as well, so these stories are a great exercise in word usage. Thank you for reading, commenting, and following! Is there anything you’d like to ‘ask’ Luke? I’ll be sure to include it in my next character interview.
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Really a good one Justina! I love the ending.
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That you, Martha. (-: And thank you for reading and commenting. I hope you’ll enjoy the character interview too. Is there anything you’r like to ‘ask’ Luke?
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Really good story, keep it up, kind of what I enjoy reading with a good twist at the end, nice !!!.
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Thank you! I’m sorry it took me so long to reply. For some reason your comment was sent to the spam folder. I hope you enjoy tomorrow’s interview!
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Very vivid and emotional!
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Thank you so very much for reading and commenting. Is there anything you’d like to ‘ask’ Luke?
I hope you’ll enjoy Monday’s interview just as much. (-:
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Thank you for dropping by my blog. You have a very creative blog yourself 🙂
Kind Regards,
-Naima
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Thank you very much, Naima. Thank you for stopping by. (-:
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Wow, a very powerful and moving story, a little bit predictable but still incredibly well written! Broke my heart (In a good way 🙂 ) great job
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Thank you very much. I knew I risked this story being slightly predictable but the chance to write a story like this wasn’t something I wanted to pass up.
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