“Hang your jacket.”
“Yeth, Me’em.”
“And hurry up, company’s coming. Hang it and scoot yourself back in the closet.”
“Yeth, Me’em.”
“Worthless retard- no drooling! You’ll rust the hanger.”
“Yeth, Me’em.”
“Not like that- how many times do I have to tell you? Fasten the straps on your jacket first, then slip the hanger up through the bottom and out the top. If the buckles are hanging loose, the weight will make the hanger bend.”
“Yeth, Me’em.”
“Don’t bend the hanger! Can’t you understand anything? The hanger failed me once. Now it’s your job to make it do something right.”
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Thanks to Albert Berg for this microfiction writing prompt!
M. Howalt
/ July 7, 2011Aw. Poor bloke/girl. Once again excellently conveyed in dialogue.
CMStewart
/ July 7, 2011Thank you!
When I read “you’re really getting a good vibe from that hanger” at Berg’s blog, I couldn’t resist.
Sonia G Medeiros
/ July 8, 2011So dark and sad. Really well done!
CMStewart
/ July 9, 2011Thanks, I enjoyed the subtext challenge on this one.