Blowing bubbles in milk always feels good. Amy sits at the table, her eyes fixed on the bubbles rising inside the plastic cup. She isn’t thirsty, but blowing bubbles with her straw makes her feel better. It seems to distract the butterflies in her stomach. And it reminds her of her childhood, competing with her little brother Drew to see who could get their bubbles to the top of their glass first.

She stops for a moment and shifts her position in the cold plastic chair. She remembers how Drew used to run in circles when he was really little, pretending to be a talking race car, like the one in that movie. He was never an idle kid and he had a passion for cars that grew exponentially as he aged. As an older kid, he spent hours building elaborate racetracks, complete with loops, crazy turns and dramatic finish lines that often involved crashing through something or into something.

The butterflies in her stomach start to flutter so Amy resumes blowing bubbles. She’s not sure how long she’s been sitting. Sometimes it seems as if hours have gone by and sometimes it feels like she just sat down. She blows into the straw until the milk bubbles reach the top of her glass. Then she hears footsteps approaching. She sits up straight as the doctor rounds the corner. He is accompanied by a uniformed police officer. Amy’s stomach twists as she makes eye contact with the doctor.

He just shakes his head, “I’m sorry, but it’s too soon to tell. He’s still unconscious.” He nods at the officer then turns and walks away.

The officer sits down across from Amy. He says: “I have to ask you some questions about your brother’s accident.”

Amy puts down her milk and takes a deep breath. “Well,” she begins, “Drew always loved fast cars.”


This is my submission for two different writing challenges this week. Here are the challenges, along with their respective prompts:

1) The first is the Trifecta challenge.

The word this week is idle and the third definition is a) shiftless, lazy;
b) having no evident lawful means of support.

Please remember:
  • Your response must be between 33 and 333 words.
  • You must use the 3rd definition of the given word in your post.
  • The word itself needs to be included in your response.
  • You may not use a variation of the word; it needs to be exactly as stated above.
  • Only one entry per writer.
  • Trifecta is open to everyone.  Please join us.

2) The second is the Speakeasy at yeah write challenge.

Submissions for this week must be under 1000 words and must begin with the following line: Blowing bubbles in milk always feels good.

In addition, your submission must reference the photo prompt, which is this image:


Butterfly image credit: © Sergey Tokarev / Photoxpress.com


47 thoughts on “Butterflies

  1. Such a good job combining both challenges. Thank you for joining us at yeah write. Also, I love the clean layout of your site design. It allows the reader to focus on your writing.

    1. Thanks! For the Speakeasy challenge we had to use the opening line they provided, which was about milk bubbles – so I’m guessing that other Trifectan also did both challenges this week.

  2. I like where you took the prompt for both challenges. Even when I have nothing worrying me, I find it difficult to sit idle. I like your site design as well.

    1. Thank you Annabelle! I’m glad you liked the juxtaposition – it’s what I was aiming for. (I’m also glad you used the word juxtaposition in your comment – such a great word!)

  3. I thought that you were doing a kind of continuation at first-that prompt from the other challenge about blowing milk bubbles threw me totally,lol!Great twisted tale-very sudden & totally unnerving end,loved it:-)

  4. Excellent job combining the two prompts. I didn’t know where the story was headed – a good thing. Great title for the piece. Nice work!

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