October 2024 Flash Lit 7:1 - Turn Up My Nose (by Pinnochio)

Of course it hurts, but what else can I do?  There is no other way.  Ouch.  No other immediate way, out of the mess I am in.  It’s either a little pain now or face the wrath of Dad and Uncle Jimmy.

I just want to say, it was not my fault.  Ouch.  Let me rephrase:  I blame Candy.  Is it my doing that makes her so beautiful, like flaming hot?  A boy has needs.  So I told her—I told her and that’s the truth—that I’d love her forever.  She couldn’t see the lie in the dark and I snuck out her window as soon as we were done.

 

Which is why I’m sitting in the 24-hour carpentry shop getting a nose job before I go home.  They turn up my nose for me, for a price, whenever necessary.