10.31 p.m. Why hasn’t she come home? Maybe she didn’t get a cab.

10.42 p.m. I hope she has a friend with her. I mean, it’s late!

10.46 p.m. Should I call her? I think I should.

10.48 p.m. Okay, I’m calling her now! . . . Fine! Another ten minutes!

10.57 p.m This is just ridiculous! I mean, it’s almost 11! What’s with her?

11 p.m. She’s not home! It’s 11! That’s her curfew. She knows it! Where could she be?

He felt his wife’s hand on his shoulder. “Relax,papa bear. She’s a young adult now. This comes with the territory.”


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An Oxymoron rendered inย micro-fiction.

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Youth, A to Z Challenge, Flash Fiction

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14 thoughts on “Young- #FlashFiction #AtoZChallenge

  1. hahaha I loved how chilled the Mom is ๐Ÿ˜€ I stayed in hostel where curfew time was 6 pm. The max I could rebel was reach my room by 6:30 ๐Ÿ˜›

  2. I was lucky — I never had a curfew as a teenager. But then again, I was a homebody most of the time. And I left home as a young adult so there was no one to monitor my curfew! ๐Ÿ˜›

  3. Oh yes, that’s absolutely familiar territory with two teenage daughters at home. Young but not quite adult, so that’s the challenge. ๐Ÿ™‚

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