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Dominick walked back from the road, hands in pockets.

“You see him?” asked Tony, already knowing the answer.

“He’ll be here. Don’t you worry, little brother. When has he ever not showed up after practice?”

Tony stared at his sneakers, wanting to ask when has he ever been on time?  but instead saying “I’m hungry.”

“Ma will have dinner waiting for us. You’ll see.”

It grew darker and darker. At first Tony would stand up when he saw distant headlights, but after a while he just sat and stared at the ground.

“He’ll be here,”  said Dominick in an almost-whisper.


Friday Fictioneers


  1. Alice Audrey

    I feel for them. When it happened to me, I started walking. Got yelled at for it, but at least it’s something proactive.

  2. Lynn Love

    Is it their Dad they’re waiting for? I know several parents like this – they always turn up eventually, but man, they make their kids wait. So well told, with a great tone, great dialogue, great pace.

  3. granonine

    I don’t sense a happy ending here. You’ve left it perfectly, without tying up the loose ends, leaving us to imagine our own. So sad, but sadly real.

  4. Dale

    So very sad… how often children have to wait for that parent who one day, doesn’t show up at all.
    Well done, sir.

  5. Sandra

    Tremendously moving. I like the contrast between one boy’s confidence and the other one’s cynicism. Beautifully done.

  6. pennygadd51

    Yeah, that’s how people wait. I wonder what Ma will say when the boys arrive late – and whether she’ll do anything to try to find them.


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