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Flash Fiction Link: The Mallards

My son rarely listened to me. My in-laws thought he needed to see a psychologist, but he does well in school, and the teachers haven’t complained yet.

An excerpt from The Mallards on Flash Fiction Friday.

Freelance writer, poet, yogi and photographer from Santa Barbara, California. I write and take pictures about a variety of topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia, to my years as a family therapist, and finally to my soul-searching years in California. The things that move me may have a humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry, pictures and stories resonate with you.

8 comments on “Flash Fiction Link: The Mallards

  1. Well Mark, there doesn’t seem to be anything wrong with your son. He loves birds and is adventurous. He learnt his lesson and that his Dad was right. 😊 . Needles…..that is what you
    should have said. Grin.
    miriam

  2. I would be concern if he would listen at you😉well at least that is the rule I apply to mine😎😂

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