Wrong Side of the Tracks

This was written for Friday Fictioneers. Thank you, Rochelle!


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Wrong Side of the Tracks

“Truth will tell,” Brandt’s mother said after the wedding.

She tried to buy me off, send Brandt away, but nothing worked because Brandt and I were soulmates. Our love was the truest of loves.

Twenty-two years later, I’m sipping a gin-and-it, while watching Brandt slink into the shadows with his current mistress and assistant, a giggly buxom brunette. He’s forgotten his place, his children, his parents, this Christmas cocktail party he demanded, for some “face time.” He forgot me years ago.

“I’m rarely wrong, you know.” His mother sidles next to me, her narrowed eyes following their progress. “I apologize.”




28 thoughts on “Wrong Side of the Tracks

  1. I’m not sure why she’s apologising. She told it like it was, or rather as it would be. Gin and it sounds like a good idea at this time.

  2. I’m sure SHE was supposedly from the wrong side of the tracks yet it is HE who has failed… Mum is apologizing to her for misjudging her…

  3. Nice twist at the end! I assumed tha mom didn’t think she was good enough for the son. Instead, I think she knew that her son was not going to live up to his marriage vows. Her apology at the end made me think so. Great write!

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