[Working Title] The Boy From Another Planet Who Loved A Porn Star

March 27, 2018 | Prose

Scene 1:

The white, 1987 Nissan Sentra slowed to a stop at the red light in front of the strip mall – the one with BigLots, not Publix. One brother in the back seat, around 12, begins convulsing as if having a seizure. His eyes roll back into his head, tongue hangs out, the whole bit. His younger brother, around 8, looks on with deadpan skepticism.

Mother: Garrison Hubbard Lovejoy, what the hell is going on back there?

Gary stops convulsing immediately.

Gary: Sorry mom.

Gary half-smiles then begins to stare at his brother with the faintest hint of evil.

Miles: Mom, Gary is staring at me.

Mom: [Sighing] Garrison, stop staring at your brother.

Gary: Sorry Mom.

Gary turns with the same expression on his face to look out the window.

Miles: Mom –

Dad: [Yelling] Not another word! Not another goddamn word!

Mom clicks her tongue, rolls her eyes, and shakes her head, annoyed at Dad for losing it. Dad grits his teeth but does not respond.

Gary: Sorry Dad.