Micro Fiction: A Perfect Doll

Some things are super fun when they are pint-sized; like cars, people and stories! The micro fiction or flash fiction movement is gaining momentum and it’s a style that I’m really enjoying. This is a piece that was written for a contest where the word count maxed out at 250 word and the audience was looking for something a little unusual. Coming in at 246 here was my submission – A Perfect Doll.

A Perfect Doll
By Natasha Irvine

When Lauren was handed her son for the first time, she glowed with pride at the nurse’s assessment: he was a perfect doll. He had that Gerber quality to him; pink and pudgy with bright blue eyes, a lick of downy blonde hair and lips that formed perfect rosebud mouth. Lauren called him Lucas because he would bring so much light to her life.

He took well to the bottle, and despite all the horror stories she had heard about not getting any sleep, Lucas slept like a dream — and so did she. When Lauren would put him down, Lucas would simply fall asleep. When she picked him up — pop — his eyes would open and he would coo contentedly at her.

It wasn’t until Lucas was two months old that Lauren started to become concerned. Those perfect lips had yet to smile at her, and even for a newborn, Lucas seemed too floppy and listless. When Lauren felt the lump on his back she finally decided to take him to the doctor.

The doctor was patient with Lauren and listened to all of her new-mother concerns before reaching for Lucas to examine him. But one look at Lucas and his face blanched. The doctor turned him over to feel for the lump on Lucas’s back. He withdrew his hand slowly, holding a plastic ring with a string that was attached to the baby. “Mama,” said Lucas, as the string recoiled. His rosebud lips remained perfectly still.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s