Hungry Like the Wolf

Competition Twenty-Two Winning Flash Fiction: Hungry Like the Wolf by

Mum frowns at my ‘Smash the Patriarchy’ hoodie, tells me to say hi to Granny, hands me yet another foraged-fruit crumble in a twee wicker basket. She’s the first veggie to win SuperChef and tonight’s her date with the guy who won MeisterSinger. I imagine my dad – whatever he looks like – seeing the pictures, letching over what he’s missing. As I wave from the gate, Mum’s dishing out treacle-drizzled traybake amongst the paparazzi, all cutie-pie smiles and icing-white teeth.

 

When Mum explained my dad was a catalogue model, I cut out pictures to show Gabi and Katharina: Cardigan Dad, Crewneck Dad, Jimjam Dad. For ‘Bring Your Dad To School Day’, Uncle Ortwin offered to come with me, but I pretended I was cramping and stayed home watching Lassie, tickling the back of my throat with a hen-pheasant’s tailfeather to honk up Mum’s broth.

 

Deep in the forest, the sawmill rasps, close-by and dangerous, buzz, buzz, buzz. I drop a trail of Mum’s episode-three bee-nuts through the trees, skirting prickly thickets, into a loam-soft glade where I sit and wait, daubing my breasts with blueberry crumble. The apprentice-boys’ hands are calloused and scratchy, their rock-muscled abs scented with pine.

 

I despatch the wolf by myself, snicker-snack, dead and done, no point waiting for anyone, particularly a dad, or even a mum. As I tuck Granny into bed, I wonder if Mum’s humping MeisterSinger, whether he sings as he comes, whether the paparazzi will hear. I get a text from some saddo, claiming he’s my dad, saying he’ll stop by. I work late making wolf-burgers, bathe in the millpond at midnight, sharpen my blade for morning.

 

 

 


 

 

Chris Cottom is a vegan Christian cyclist who’s spent the better half of his life near Macclesfield, UK. He’s packed Christmas hampers in a Harrods basement, sold airtime for Radio Luxembourg, and served a twelve-year stretch as an insurance copywriter. He liked the writing job best.

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1 thought on “Competition Twenty-Two Winning Flash Fiction: Hungry Like the Wolf”

  1. Yep, I liked. Enjoyed the juxtaposition of humour and threat. Say hi to Ortwin from me, his name made me regurgitate my failed submissions.

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