The Follies of Youth

“Where’re you off to?” I called out to him.

He pointed towards the empty bucket in his hand.

“I’ll come along too,” I said.

As we silently trudged up towards the well, I recalled the times when the hills used to echo with our carefree laughter.

But now…

I quietly wiped off a tear.

If only I hadn’t seen him kissing Mary that day.

If only I hadn’t pushed him in anger.

Jack wouldn’t have fallen down and broken his crown, and I wouldn’t have had to go tumbling after him to prove that it was just an accident.


99 words.

Written in response to Charli Mills’ Carrot Ranch March 21: Flash Fiction Challenge.




About anuragbakhshi

At the age of 40, I decided to exit the corporate world, and enter the world of stories as a full-time writer. Wish me luck!
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13 Responses to The Follies of Youth

  1. Sonal P Deo says:

    Hmmm…so this is what happened later πŸ˜€ follies of the youth!

  2. Abhijit Ray says:

    So this is Jill speaking. Bad boy Jack responsible for two injuries. Now he has to make up for it. Iski Sajah milegi!

  3. The anger of a Jill-ted lover?

  4. Charli Mills says:

    Ha! And now we know the rest of the story!

  5. Pingback: A Bucket of Water « Carrot Ranch Literary Community

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