Please Don’t Go

0B2487E6-F397-4A38-AD6B-2B66D6C4CDD6“Mom, I really don’t think you should go,” Abbie said to her mother.

“Why not, Sweetie?” Amanda asked her daughter.

“I don’t know. I just have a bad feeling,” Abbey replied.

“Ah, another one of your premonitions?” Amanda said, a wry smile on her face.

“Don’t mock me, Mom,” Abbie insisted. “I am worried for you, that’s all.”

“I know, Sweetie,” Amanda said. “But you always seem to have these feelings of foreboding and nothing bad ever actually happens. You’re too young to be such a worry wart.”

“But Mom….”

“Abbie, enough already,” Amanda said. “I’m going to be surrounded by other teachers who feel the same way I do about that clown of a president suggesting that we teachers pack heat in our schools. It’s a peaceful demonstration. It will be fine. I’ll be fine.”

Knowing that she would be unable to persuade her strong-willed mother against going to the rally, Abbie finally gave up. “Just promise me, Mom, that if things get even the least bit weird, you’ll leave.”

“I love you, Sweetie, even with all of your worrying and troubling premonitions,” Amanda said, hugging her daughter. “I’ll be back before dinner time.”

********

The bulletin came on Abbie’s iPhone news feed about two hours later. There was a shooting at the teachers’ rally at City Hall. A man with an AR-15 semiautomatic weapon, wearing a red “Make America Great Again” hat, opened fire on the the assembled group. There were mass casualties.


Written for today’s one-word prompt, “premonition.”

9 thoughts on “Please Don’t Go

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

w

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.