Nothing Wrong

Welcome to Friday Fictioneers, when writers from around the world post 100-word stories based on a photo prompt provided on Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ blog. This week’s photo is by Björn Rudberg. Thank you, Björn!

Björn is one of my first Twitter friends and, more importantly, a talented writer. You can read wonderful poetry on his blog and/or follow him on Twitter.

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Nothing Wrong

by Jan Brown

We met at a Jimi Hendrix concert–they were playing “There Ain’t Nothing Wrong.” He said it was our song. But really, it was his. His refrain. His excuse.

He got high at work, got fired. He said, “There ain’t nothing wrong with that.”

Got a new job at the record store; cheated on me with the cashier. “Ain’t nothing wrong with that.”

Crashed his VW bus into a tree with our sweet baby, Madeline, in it. “Ain’t nothing wrong with that.”

Left his 28-day rehab program on day three. I didn’t take him back. Ain’t nothing wrong with that.

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49 thoughts on “Nothing Wrong

  1. What a wonderful way to weave in the song to echo each unfortunate event in their relationship. Thank goodness she left that man, as he was clearly unwilling to take responsibility for his actions. The last line was amazing, as it kept with the theme of the story, but it was finally her taking charge of the circumstances. Very empowering!

  2. Dear Jan,

    There’s definitely something wrong with is way of thinking, but absolutely nothing wrong with your story. The repetition and story sang like a ballad. Everything right with that.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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