Drabble: The Baby And The Bathwater


Ryan hated losing stories. As he lay in the bath, Spotify at 7, the story came, fully formed. Even the middle, which was always hardest.

It was about people being nice to one other. That’s all he remembers, because the story’s gone now.

Whenever a bath-time story bubbled up, he’d normally write it down pronto. But today was his birthday and he was too busy being happy. That’s how he lost it.

Negligence, poor attention… Ryan was the child-minder who got pissed and didn’t notice the baby stopped breathing.

But that last remark is just a metaphor for loss, thankfully.

Read more drabbles.

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

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.