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Date Posted: Thursday, April 07, 10:19:13am
Author: Nestra
Subject: Fun idea. (r)
In reply to: EllenM 's message, "The First Golden Oldies Drabble Challenge" on Wednesday, April 06, 04:57:41pm

Write a drabble focusing on a secondary character.

She leaves his room untouched. The cold lights of the computers still shine solidly through the dust covering them. Thick books vie for space on every flat surface, their precarious balances exactly as he left them.

Someone from the university comes to talk to her about donating his equipment to needy students. She throws a coffee mug at him and doesn't bother to lock the door when he leaves.

To everyone else, Greg Hillinger was a genius, a brat, a prodigy, a professor, a colleague.

But he's still her son, and she won't forget, even if he never comes home.

***

You are allowed, during any point in canon, to set one character free of Section. Any character, big or small, but only one.

"Go," she says. "Find Adam and Elena. It's the only way you'll ever be happy."

"They'll kill you." He infuses the words with everything else he never says to her.

"I talked to Birkoff and Walter. They'll help. We'll stage your death so no one looks for you." She watches as he weighs the options, the possibilities, the consequences. She's seen him make a thousand decisions, but the process has never seemed so permanent.

"I'll come back for you," and his eyes hold a promise that she won't allow him to make.

"No," she says. "You won't. But it's okay."

***

Write a drabble either in future tense or with a second person POV. Bonus points for both.

You'll grow up, safe and secure, with only the faintest memories of your mother. You'll remember her dark eyes looking at you with love, and the touch of her hand on your hair. You'll remember a time when your father was gone, but as years pass, it'll fade until it seems unreal. Your father will do anything to make you happy, and eventually you'll learn how lucky you are.

Occasionally, when you're in the store or the park, you'll pass a woman with long blonde hair. You'll hear your father's breath catch and stutter, but you'll never ask him why.

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Ah...(r) -- Genevieve, Friday, April 08, 11:08:13pm
Oh, yes . . . (r) -- EllenM, Sunday, April 10, 02:48:50am
As much as (r) -- KT, Tuesday, April 12, 09:19:57pm