The continuing saga of three generations of ranching family. Below the story you’ll find links to other flash fictions.
Danny messed with his tie and grumbled. But when he saw his grandfather staring at him with his arms crossed and looked very serious. But he refused to give up the argument they were having.
“I hate ties and no one else will wear them. It’s stupid, wearing a suit and tie under my gown. It’ll be hot and miserable. Some of the guys are wearing shorts underneath so what difference does it make?”
“You’re not wearing shorts under your graduation gown. End of discussion. So far as the tie… that’s Trent’s idea. I’m here to make sure you don’t do something you’ll regret.”
He fiddled with the graduation robes and considered showing them they couldn’t force him into something he didn’t do so. How would they feel if he was bare-ass naked under the shit they were making him wear? A nice neon jockstrap should set off the entire family.
“If you’re smart, you’ll listen. I can tell you’re trying to cook something up. Don’t do something stupid because your dad wants you to wear a tie.”
“Feels like I have a noose around my neck. What a crock of shit,” Danny said. Darrin studied him for a few minutes before lowering himself to the edge of the bed. Danny knew he was about to get one of his grandfather’s lectures.
“You’re lucky you can ask Rob to be at graduation and the prom. It wasn’t that long ago when it wouldn’t have been possible.” Danny started to argue Darrin’s point but was stopped by a single upturned finger. “You think this is a whole different world from when we were your age, and even when your dads were younger. But you see the stuff on the TV and what’s written on-line. People are still losing your life over whole they love. So, Papa thinks, and I agree with him, you need to present the bright shiny Danny to what’s most of the town. That is why we are insisting you dress up. It’s not because we’re trying to be difficult. To be honest, it pisses me off that I have to sit here to make sure you don’t do something you’ll regret for years.”
He caught Danny’s gaze, and they stared at each other. A few seconds passed and Darrin threw up his hands. “You know what, I won’t babysit you anymore. If you want to be a jerk, do it. I’m not watching over you like a nursemaid.” When after a short time Danny didn’t reply, Darrin threw his hands into the air and stomped out of the room.
Danny sat in shock. His grandfather was the least volatile person in the house. He sat and considered what he’d been told. Then there was a knock at his door. He hesitated for a moment before moving across the room and opened the door. Samantha? She barely got the door closed behind her before she went off.
“What in the hell did you do? Grampy left without answering anyone, including Papa.”
Danny started to voice his opinion of the whole mess but realized from her expression that if he did, it would be one of the dumbest things he’d done in a while. Taking the safer route, he explained the whole thing to her.
“I didn’t want to wear this stupid tie.” From the instant it left his mouth he realized what a dumb thing it was to have blown up over. He didn’t give Samantha the time to tell him what a dumbass he was.
“I gotta find Grampy. I owe him an apology.”
Samantha took a step back, lifted an eyebrow and tilted her head toward the front door.
Danny left with no further comments.
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