Flash Fiction #164 – Candy

I hated my mom as a kid. Of course Dad went from happy to brooding; she lectured him all the time about eating candy.

We were allowed some. Why wasn’t he? She’d scream and shame him anytime she suspected he’d had candy.

At eight, I’d had enough. I gave my dad my jack-o’-lantern of Halloween candy. Told my mom she was selfish and evil. Both my parents wept that night. Candy was never a problem again.

I was so proud of myself.

Until at twenty-two, I realized candy was code for cocaine.

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