The Funeral

One word prompt: Traditional

Until a few years before she died, Meredith’s mother had pressured her daughter to have children. Then it became clear that not only did Meredith have no desire to pass on her genes, but that the time for having children had passed.

Meredith had her reasons. The main one, though, was fear. At her father’s funeral she had done her duty by dressing in black and giving a nice speech about dad, complete with tasteful jokes and a few tears. The men who had craved the old man’s attention and approval while he was alive and pretended to care about him in death all said it was a lovely tribute.

Buried in that expensive plot was one reason she did not want children. The other reason was sitting next to her. Meredith was, in many ways, too much like her parents and she didn’t want to create even more people like them.

Author: sonofbatboy

They said I wasn't real. Now I will have my revenge.

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