During National Novel Writing Month, I am highlighting a selection of my contributions to the 6 Sentences Social Network. This was originally posted in May of 2009.
The clouds rolled and churned in the sky, each revolution darker than the last, until the sun was gone entirely and the air grew heavy and damp. Little Charles was restless, his wrinkled 2 month old body kicking and wriggling, his face scrunching in preparation for some serious bawling.
Emma put him down, hoping to preempt a fit, and he calmed and snuggled into his blankets. The clouds grew thinner and whiter and began to part, the sun peaking around their edges. Playing on a mother’s hunch, she picked Charles up again and the clouds went gray, and a cold wind came out of the East as he fussed and mewled.
The doctor said he though it might be autism, but Emma suspected something much worse.
Oh, very creepy! Nice one.
Most disturbing.
Disturbing indeed. You packed a lot of punch in such a short piece. Nice job!
An infant storm-mage, lovely. Really good actually. Flashes don’t take long to write though do they? Come on, give us some new stuff for #flashfriday, #nano be damned!
In the immortal lyrics of the BeeGees — It’s only words, that Nano blog post you wrote was much longer than this 
Only kidding, you must concentrate on #nano of course.
A sense of foreboding here. I wouldn’t want to be this baby’s mother. Great story, Trev. Good idea to post 6s stories.
I remember reading this, and it gave (and still gives) me the willies. That last line… whew. Yeah, I’m recycling my Sixes, too… Peace, Linda
Yikes! Imagine what the terrible twos are going to be like.
Really like the last sentence. I suspect something a bit worse.
Great! Urr…in a creepy sort of way, but I like creepy.