How to Stop Maggie’s Bullshit by Terveen Gill

She’s at it again. Why did my mother even have her?

One kid was enough. Why the second?

Because I had to suffer.

She was supposed to be my playmate, a companion, but that’s not what happened.

Her name’s Maggie and she’s out to destroy herself.

Twenty-two years and she’s learned nothing from them.

My mother used to say – God doesn’t make mistakes.

But after having Maggie her words changed to – God didn’t make Maggie right.

She’s dressed like it’s a party. It’s really our mother’s funeral.

When she thinks no one’s looking, she pulls out a lipstick and darkens her lips.

Can’t anyone smell the liquor on her breath?

How about noticing that she’s smiling, and her eyes aren’t really blinking.

Maybe she snorted that white powder before the funeral.

Her legs don’t look stable and she’s leaning on my boyfriend’s arm.

Why is he standing next to her? Shouldn’t he know better?

Did he giggle at something she said? I swear, I’m going to kill him.

My mother’s being buried, we’re not seeing her off on a cruise. Bon voyage!

Maggie takes two steps back, stumbles, lands hard on her butt.

It makes her shriek and cry out – Why did my mom hate me?!

I could answer that, but this isn’t the time or place.

Then come her sobs like bombs going off, she’s shaking and trying to get up.

Hands shoot out to help her, but she’s looking down instead of up.

Her fingers tear at the grass, pulling out clumps, stuffing them in her mouth.

Oh God! Now I have to stop her. What an idiot!

I grab her face, squeeze her cheeks, and pry open her mouth.

Spit this out right now! My voice is a notch below yelling.

Maggie spits and gags, spits and gags till her mouth’s empty.

She says sorry before passing out.

There’s one thing I know that my mother didn’t – how to stop Maggie’s bullshit.

26 comentarios sobre “How to Stop Maggie’s Bullshit by Terveen Gill

  1. This is so cool. Your characters live and breathe (and do some crazy things!). I knew a kid in 6th grade who ate grass, but no one could stop him. (He was kind of scary.) 😀 I love your stories, Terveen. They always seem to be right up my alley. 🙂

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  2. I like Maggie. She puts the fun back in funeral. I guess she couldn’t stand not being the center of attention. Or maybe eating grass is just part of the grieving process. I know when I’m really sad I drink a bottle of sand. Cheers me right up. Anyway, awesome story. I love how that woman is such a menace.

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    1. Maggie the Menace. I wonder if she knows Dennis. Haha. Yep, the center of attraction with plenty of madness to show. Some don’t need any reason to be the way they are. It’s just natural. I hope you eat waffles when you are happy. So much better than sand. Thanks a lot, Tony. 🙂

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  3. This is a great story Terveen. I love the way you have given us so much information about this dysfunctional character(s) in just a few lines. I hope to home this craft as well some day. Great story, lots of drama and at a funeral no less, great piece and very believable. Big Hugs, Joni

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      1. You friendship and support means a lot to me. I am learning from you and your other story tellers. I enjoy them all and am looking forward to learning from you as my story telling mentor. Also looking so forward with starting my regular contribution this month. So very honored Terveen. Thank you so much for this wonderful opportunity. Big hugs 🤗 Joni

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  4. A wonderful tale about human emotion, boundaries, and discipline. I think there are a lot of parent-child relationships that are dysfunctional, yet often these relationships are a product of the previous socialization and conditioning of the parent. Difficult situations. As always, your writing is such a joy to read and experience, Terveen. ☺️

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    1. You’re so right, Jeff. At times, many things are passed on from parent to child without any conscious thought or action. There are situations and circumstances that also influence the mechanics of relationships. I wish that people are able to make peace with themselves and others around them because often not doing so is the problem. Thanks so much, Jeff. I’m super happy that you liked it. 🙂

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