Dead End

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Photo (c) Dale Rogerson

Dead End

Words 95

She cries.

It’s a girl.

Toddling and lisping, she brings cheer.

Cracking school and college collecting degrees, trophies and hearts.

Job in hand, hunt begins for the one who would ‘let’ her serve and nurture his family.

But wait – was she tall slim and fair?

With a long plait, a fat bank balance?

That would be her ticket to a baby or two or as many as it took for a boy or two.

Straddling office and home she is saddled with strictures; failures are hers achievers are his.

It’s a girl.

She cries.

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Written for Friday Fictioneers – a story in 100 words or less. Thanks to Rochelle for hosting it and to Dale Rogerson for the photo. To read the other stories inspired by this prompt click here.

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Dahlia

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41 thoughts on “Dead End”

    1. I agree, perhaps not even half-true; but is definitely a reality in many parts of the world, including India. But what I wanted to highlight is why women are apparently ‘against’ women and cry the most when they give birth to girls. Thank you for your honest comment 🙂

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  1. As always, your last line says everything… the ‘showstealer’. I loved the whirlwind description 🙂
    Well, why allow ourselves to be treated this way? Actually a woman should first change her own thinking before expecting that from others!!

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