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rainbow1907) wrote2010-11-17 02:23 pm
rainbow1907) wrote2010-11-17 02:23 pm
Entry tags:
Drabble - Broken Family
Title: Broken Family
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rainbow1907
Fandom: Queer As Folk US
Word Count: 100
Rating: R
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, no copyright infringement intended, just playing with the boys...
Beta: Many thanks tobuckeye5, any remaining mistakes are mine.
Author's Note: Written for the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
drabylon prompt # 150.
Feedback: Yes, please! Rena
The prompt:
My beautiful son… I still remember how I held him as a baby, lost in the wonder of tiny fingers and toes, his trust in me absolute. He was always so happy and bright.
Can he forgive me that I didn’t stand by his side?
My lovely daughter… still young enough to look up at me for guidance, but old enough already to doubt my decisions.
Can she forgive me that I didn’t stand up for her brother?
Looking into the mirror of my children’s faces I see the broken pieces of our family.
Oh God! What have I done?
Author:
rainbow1907Fandom: Queer As Folk US
Word Count: 100
Rating: R
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, no copyright infringement intended, just playing with the boys...
Beta: Many thanks to
buckeye5, any remaining mistakes are mine.Author's Note: Written for the
drabylon prompt # 150. Feedback: Yes, please! Rena
The prompt:
My beautiful son… I still remember how I held him as a baby, lost in the wonder of tiny fingers and toes, his trust in me absolute. He was always so happy and bright.
Can he forgive me that I didn’t stand by his side?
My lovely daughter… still young enough to look up at me for guidance, but old enough already to doubt my decisions.
Can she forgive me that I didn’t stand up for her brother?
Looking into the mirror of my children’s faces I see the broken pieces of our family.
Oh God! What have I done?