Flash Fiction Friday ~ 7 Deadly Sins w/ Dawn Kirby

Friday, July 13, 2018
Dawn will be giving us shorts loosely based on the 7 Deadly Sins. Each Sin of  pride, greed, lust, envy, gluttony, wrath and sloth will each get 2 shorts a begging for the first round one each week and a conclusion the second round again one each week.

This Weeks Sin is Wrath.

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Anger Management  (Wrath Part 1)

By Dawn Kirby

Anger. Anger leads us down a dark and dangerous path. If you’re not careful, you may end up with exactly what you want and nothing at all. 

Walk with me…

I was once a happy man. I had everything any guy could ask for. A gorgeous wife; a partner. A woman who was willing to stick with me through thick and thin as we wound up wrapped in each other’s arms by night’s end. She was selfless and always had a smile on her face. Everything she did was for our little family. 
Children. Three of them. They worshipped the ground I walked on. Always so happy to see Daddy walk through the door after a long day. My little monkeys may not have been perfect, but they were mine. We played. We laughed. We loved. 
Good times. 

Until…

Until anger began to scratch at me. An itch here or there at first. Like a demon, it crept in on me. Before I knew it, that demon had me. It’s hold so strong, I couldn’t shake it. It festered inside me like a cancer. Then it spread. 

Little things annoyed me. Things I never took notice of before. Things that ultimately didn’t matter. I know that now. 

My smiles turned into scowls. Compliments turned into criticisms. Harsh ones. My kids wanted less and less to do with me. My wife tried to be understanding, but you can only push a good woman so far. 

I demanded things I knew I shouldn’t. Things I knew would hurt the ones I cared about the most. No family. No friends. I wanted them all home, but wanted them to leave at the same time.  

I didn’t care about my job anymore. I didn’t care about anything. I wanted what I wanted and nothing else mattered. I wanted peace and quiet. I wanted sex. I wanted money. I wanted a vacation. I couldn’t have any of it all the time and I blamed everyone but myself. 

My wife had never been one to waste. Money or otherwise. I on the other hand, as finances grew tighter, she buckled down, never hesitating to say no. That word. That one two letter word would come to piss me off more than anything in this world ever could. It was MY money after all. I could spend it on whatever the hell I wanted too. 

NO. Bills first. 

Kids are loud. They’re expensive. They’re never satisfied. As I look back now I realize they were just kids. Pretty damn good ones truth be told. Of course I couldn’t see that then. I didn’t think about the things my wife said. Patience, she’d urge. 
True enough, but I didn’t have time. I needed them to straighten up. I needed them to grow up. And when the time came to leave the nest- just go. 

Go.

I should have listened to her. 

Hear fear annoyed me. Their crying annoyed me. The other driver pissed me off. What idiot waits until the last minute to merge when there’s ample time and warning? Damn fool.

I refused to let him in, but he was determined. So was I. his truck nudged mine. I didn’t budge. My wife begged me to give. My kids sat in the back, terrified. I would have seen it had I looked in the rearview mirror. 

The guy sped up. So did I. The longer he fought me, the angrier I became. I was right. I was here first. I obeyed the law. I was staying right where I was.  

The approaching overpass didn’t even make me see reason. Especially after the dude flipped me off. The nerve! By then all I saw was red. Every ounce of anger I felt for the last few years crushed in on me at once. My temper boiled over. 

The next time his truck nudged mine, I turned my wheel and smashed mine into his. I knew there was collateral damage, but at that moment I didn’t care. Neither did he. It was a battle of wills. Principle. The kids started to cry louder. My wife screamed, begging me to stop. I didn’t listen. He hit us again. My truck went into the guardrail. I swerved, hitting him again. 

He thought he’d pass me when a spot opened up as we entered the overpass. I sped up to close the gap. That’s when I heard it. A shot. Still I pushed on. Just ahead of him. Another shot. Then a crash. 

Our truck plowed through the vehicles in front of us. Mangled metal, horns, yelling, chaos. I’m not sure what we hit, but we finally crashed. My head hit the steering wheel. Air bags deployed. I felt hands pulling me out of the seat. 

With all the noise around me, there was an odd silence. I couldn’t hear my wife’s voice. The kids were no longer crying. As they laid me out on the pavement, I looked toward the truck. It was unrecognizable. Try as I might, my hearing was gone. 

If only. 


   




Dawn Kirby lives in West TX with Jamie, her husband of 17 years and their three , DECEIT and TRIBULATIONS. All three part of the paranormal romance Serenity Series published by Twisted Core Press. Her work is also featured in several 7DS Books anthologies such as SEVEN DEADLY SINSA MAN’S PROMISELINGER, among several others. Another short, DATE NIGHT was published in 13 Tales of the Paranormal by Firefly and Wisp. To find out more about Dawn's work please visit www.dawnmkirby.com.
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