Morning Ritual

“Where’s my textbooks? I have a test today.” Jamie screeched over his sister’s singing while grabbing her left earpiece.

“Wherever you left them, dumbo!” she shot back at a volume meant to compensate for the music in her head; playing so loud that we were all subjected to listen despite her headphones.

“Hey watch your mouth, Jeannie – – Babe, have you seen my bloody keys, I am going to be late!”

God damn it, every day is like groundhog day she thought as she responded on autopilot, “Check your coat, hun.”

When they were all finally gone she lit the spliff she’d rolled the night before and in the new quiet, pull in the same deep smoke filled breath she drew in every morning.

Holding her breath in as a euphoric wave of calm floods into her limbs; finally the world was in harmony with her.


Contains word prompt from
GirlieOnTheEdge’s Six Sentence Stories #204.
Date: 2022-03-20 | Word: Harmony

Photo Credit: Unknown.
Copyright 2022 Greg Glazebrook, All Rights Reserved.

18 thoughts on “Morning Ritual

  1. annemcsommers

    I wrote something like this a while back, in mine the Mom got up an hour before everyone else and chilled with the coffee. There is nothing more hectic than getting everyone prepped and out the door! Mom needs a minute now and then…

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    1. Gr8BigFun Post author

      It probably would. I remember my nephew when he was 6 or 7. His Mom and Dad indulged in the evenings but he could smell it throughout the house. They had him convinced it was a special wood they burned in the fireplace. She may have to find a similar excuse! Lol

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