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The Parade
The town folk waited for the maimed war hero to ride by. Small children held red, white, yellow and green helium-filled balloons, ready to release them in his honor. The older boys hung out by the trees, smoking pot and joking about the one-legged hero to cover up their own anxiety about being next. Others, dressed in summery garb, leaned over to watch the horizon.
The lead motorcycle carrying the fallen veteran approached the crowd. The soldier saw a line of enemy troops and grabbed his gun. As they rode past the horde, he sneered and emptied his rifle.
Wow. Classic twist.
ReplyDeleteWonderful!!
ReplyDeleteSplendid! Great twist!
ReplyDelete" Like Peter, Paul and Mary sang long time ago: "Where have all the soldiers gone? Gone to graveyards every one." Yeah, well, except for the one on the road, with the rifle. You get any more hard-nosed Jim, you'll be able to cut glass with it. Cool.
ReplyDeleteAnd all the generals said, "There's no more war." So the soldiers brought the war home. Wonderful story, Jim.
ReplyDeleteThanks, folks. Sometimes the stories just roll of the fingers, grit and all.
ReplyDeleteTalk about classic PTSD! Awesome story.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Bev. Glad you liked it.
ReplyDeleteWow, what a shocker! Loved it, Jim! bobbi c.
ReplyDeleteHoly Cow, Jim. That took me by surprose. THANKS!
ReplyDeleteguns don't kill people, people kill people.
ReplyDeleteGreat story.
Thanks for reading Bobbi, Patti and Katherine. Glad you liked it.
ReplyDeleteWow! That ending came out of nowhere and yet it fit perfectly. Wonderful drabble, Jim!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Sandra.
ReplyDeleteThis is really weird but just this morning I was reading a recent Newsweek article about the shocking suicide rate among vets and thoughts about why it's happening. This little drabble seemed more than timely. Of course, he points the gun the other way...
ReplyDeleteThanks for reading and commenting, Seana. I read a similar article, and just before patti offered this challenge, a local soldier who lost his legs in Afganistan came home for a parade riding on a motorcycle driven by his dad. No, he didn't shoot anyone.
ReplyDeletePerhaps you captured some of his ambivilance on the occasion. I can't imagine there wasn't some.
ReplyDeletePerhaps.
ReplyDeleteWow, didn't expect that twist at the end there.
ReplyDeleteYou deserved the prize, Jim! Great drabble.
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