
The third of these quick under-300 word flash fiction pieces. This one is a little funny in retrospect, but that's probably just me.
Sean stepped into the closet and sat in
the corner. There was no reason to it. He just felt like sitting in
the corner of his closet for an hour or so. It was perhaps the most
peaceful that Sean has been all day. When a friend of Sean asked
where he was, Sean simply told him that he was in the closet for a
bit and just got out.
Before he knew it, Sean was given a
ticker tape parade normally reserved for conquering heroes or
celebrities. There was confetti, streamers, marching bands,
children's choirs, plenty of hurrahs in the air, and pleny of
prideful flags being waved about in this crowd town square. Sean was
treated like utter royalty from folks he'd never met before, given
awards and honoriffics from pride groups he'd never heard of, and
lots of flirtations from other men he had never seen before. By the
evening hours, speeches were given praising Sean's bravery and
courage for coming out of the closet.
When it was Sean's turn to speak, the
crowd let out a big hurrah and continued cheering loudly. Sean
thought hard about what he was going to say, but before he could
utter a single word, his smartphone rang and Sean quickly answered.
Words were exchanged, a couple chuckles were made, and Sean soon hung
up. When someone asked who Sean was speaking to, he responded
candidly;
“That was my wife. She's expecting me
home and was wondering where I was.”
As soon as Sean said the word “she”,
the crowd fell deathly silent. There were no more hurrahs to be had
for Sean. For today or any other day.
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