Fiction: Anger (99 words)

15 Nov

I hated that there was no one to blame, too.  I mean, I could blame the bad weather but that was kind of like swearing at God—wasn’t going to do me much good. I could blame Dad for taking them out that night but if we never went out when it dropped below freezing we’d be stuck in the house for months at a time. I could blame them both for not paying any attention, but truth was I would never know if they were or not.

I wanted to blame all those things—and none of them.

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