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Mythbuster
My brother called me “young grasshopper.” He practiced tai chi years before it became a fad. He vanished in 1972, two days before shipping out. Today he would be 68. When I was 21, I drove his ancient VW bug in search of him.
These are facts.
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He became a roadie for Fleetwood Mac.
He ate donuts with Elvis the eve before Elvis died.
He was the graffitist known as El Doro.
He penned a novel if read backwards includes the lyrics of all Beatles’ songs
He watches Kung Fu and recalls, sometimes with regret, “young grasshopper.”
These are myths.
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end 3/9/2017 (100 words)
S. Darlington
Categories: Flash Fiction, FRIDAY FICTIONEERS
Most interesting take on the prompt! I like it!
Thank you, always trying for something different!
I like this very much. The division between myth and fact is getting thinner and thinner these days
Dear Sascha,
I really love this. Entertaining and imaginative. I suppose we’ll never know the whole truth. 😉
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thank you. I suspect you are right!
Great idea.. Not knowing would be difficult, but then the facts might be a disappointment compared to the myths. Well done.
That’s exactly what I thought. Sometimes ignorance IS bliss. 🙂 Thanks!
I found this terribly sad and poignant
Thank you.
This is very moving. I can feel the brother’s sadness, and hope that although he found some sort of exciting life, away from war, he still missed home. I can’t help but hope the brothers are reunited someday.
Thank you, Rommy!
Yay! Another Kung Fu reference. I loved this recitation of fact and myth. Very striking way to present a life and a character.
Thank you! 🙂
Mysterious and definitely spikes one’s curiosity. Tugged at my heart a bit Sascha.
An unusual take – and it worked well.
Thank you, Sandra! 🙂
I love this so much, Sascha. That mix between what is fact and what the sibling has imagined about their brother since he disappeared. Made me smile, but quietly sad and wistful too. One of my favourites of the week
Thank you so much, Lynn, for reading and commenting! 🙂
My pleasure, Sascha 🙂
I do love this… and I think a younger sibling needs to have those myths… it would be interesting if they ever where to meet again.
Thank you so much for reading! 🙂
Brilliant structure. You set up the story in way that lets us wonder what happened, and at the same time we are not allowed to be naive enough to think the brother is enjoying pastries with Elvis. The ending is heartbreaking. So much uncertainty…
Thank you so much for reading and commenting! 🙂
I join the chorus: I love this. Sad, and true, and also timely. The truth usually isn’t what we want to hear.
Thank you so much for reading and commenting! 🙂
Such a beautiful and touching story, very moving.
Thank you so much for reading! 🙂