Talking Points

six sentence story.jpgIt’s just six sentences. How hard could it be? Hard enough, maybe because a word like ‘point’ can lead off in so many directions. I bring nothing fresh, but have six sentences left over from the last prompt I responded to, entitled “Cool Types”. Thanks Denise for the prompt. Click over to GirlieOntheEdge to read more and link your own Six Sentence Story that includes the word “point”. 

Come by tomorrow for Denise’s interview here at ShiftnShake.

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Jimmy always said crying wasn’t cool but I’d seen him cry once when he hammered his own thumb but his cursing made up for it and then we both got to cursing and laughing so hard we both had tears.

I saw Jimmy cry another time too, over his dad, and I think it must have been worse for Jimmy losing his dad than me losing my mom, actually, because I’ve always known she can’t ever come back, but all Jimmy knew was that his dad didn’t come back.

Not until Jimmy’s funeral anyway.

I always figured it was okay for Jimmy to cry now and again over that and my dad says there’s a big difference between crying and being a crybaby.

That’s a tough point to make to the guys in the cafeteria though, but Jamie seemed real interested in all this and for the first time since that awful day at the quarry I heard myself talking. I couldn’t talk to Jimmy anymore but I could tell my new friend about him.

20 thoughts on “Talking Points

  1. damn!*
    “…I’ve always known she can’t ever come back, but all Jimmy knew was that his dad didn’t come back.”
    man! what an excellent line.

    * compliment on letting us come to know character’s inner qualities without resorting to a list, total show rather than tell (a skill with the words and such that I totally need to acquire…)

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  3. I’m with Pat – I like the phrase “a big difference between crying and being a crybaby.” I’ve only seen my dad cry three times in my 58 years – when my grandma died (his mother in law), when I got married, and when my mom died.

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