A friend introduced us. ” Jacqui, this is Onion.”
I raised my eyebrows “So you’re goin’ to make me cry.”
Onion was the life of that party. He made me laugh as we danced and drank and joked our way through the evening. It was natural to meet again and again.
I found we held social justice views the same and we attended human rights marches and worked as advocates for refugees.
As I peeled back Onion’s layers, I found each one different and deeper and yes he made me cry as finally, he told of his own abuse.
In response to Charli’s prompt where all are welcome to participate. This week she asks:
August 19, 2015 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that includes onions. It can be the main event or a spicy side to your flash. Think of the impact of onions — teary eyes, dragon-breath, indigestion. How can an onion add a twist, reveal a character or sabotage a perfect day? Have fun!
Respond by August 25, 2015 to be included in the weekly compilation.Rules are here. All writers are welcome!