Flash Fiction – Going Against the Grain

Friday Fictioneer – March 28, 2018 – photo by Fatima Fakier Deria

Going Against the Grain
Sitting under the tree sipping sweet tea, I began to strategize how I would tell them. Traditional southern bells are supposed to follow unwritten rules. Honesty is not on the list of rules. Soon mama and daddy will join me, unsuspectingly thinking it would be an average Saturday afternoon.

How do you tell your parents that you aren’t what they thought you were?

Mama and daddy sat down, sweet tea in hand. We make small talk as usual. The tension builds inside of me until I am about to burst.

Then without thinking I just blurted, “I am a democrat!”

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    1. I lived in the south for many years as a Democrat. In many situations I was treated like something was wrong with me for being one. So I thought instead of my main character saying something like they are homosexual, I would use the stereotype that all southerners are supposed to be republicans. Southern democrats do exist.

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  1. You certainly pulled the wool over my eyes. I was already for ‘I’m gay!’ or ”I’m expecting Hank’s baby’. Your last line took me completely by surprise! Well done.

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