And The Winner Is

by Bart Van Goethem

For her birthday my wife got an Oscar award from our son, who was nine at the time. He'd picked it up at the supermarket, this yellowish-brown, plastic statuette that said “Winner." He wasn't aware of what an Oscar meant, he just saw it as a way to express she was the best. My wife displayed the award on her bedstand to show him how much she appreciated it. A few days later she left on a business trip. My first night alone I got woken up: the Oscar was belting out a devilish Jack Nicholson laugh, shaking its head at me.

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Bart Van Goethem is a micro and flash fiction writer from Brussels, Belgium. He's also a drummer, race gamer, and KISS fan. Find all his published stories here.