Bedtime for Luna

PHOTO PROMPT © Gah Learner


“So, remember,” her hand on the door’s handle. “Bedtime at 9, only one treat, brush your teeth.”

“And no opening the door for anyone,” he intoned.

At least it got him a smile. There weren’t many of them of late.

She tucked an errant lock of hair behind an ear and suddenly he couldn’t stand it.

“When will you be back?” He knew. He had to ask.

She glanced at the window. The court-order weighed heavy on her mind.

“When Luna goes to bed behind the mountain, I’ll be home.”

For the last time.



For Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers


20 thoughts on “Bedtime for Luna

    • Yes, a lot of story we can only imagine, and it is — at least as I’d intended it — a mother and young son. As to what the court order is, who knows … This drinks from the well of all too many children I’d worked with who had to stay long hours alone as parents – often single mothers – had to leave for work and had no means to leave them with anyone. And, all too often the same children ended up at one point or another, taken away from their homes, either by court-order via children’s services or by the parent sending them to this or that relative for a time. Thank you for commenting! Na’ama


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