…and on the 8th day, micro fiction was published on some dude's blog.

Chinese New Year

The boys wanted to celebrate Chinese New Year, so Pete went and bought them some firecrackers.

The plan was, they were going to do the firecrackers outside, on the driveway or something, and Pete would supervise.

Things didn’t go exactly as planned.

As the firefighters hosed down the last of the flames licking at the charred skeletal frame of their house, Pete, Cathy, and the boys stood on the sidewalk, too shocked to do anything other than stare dumbly at the unintended aftermath of their celebration.

Cathy finally broke the silence.

“It looks like we’ll be staying at the Y for a while. Happy Year of the Gym Rat, everyone.”



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2 thoughts on “Chinese New Year

  1. Hmmm, I think I’d prefer having the year of the dragon over the year of the gym rat…

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