Worst Time #7

The first day is the hardest: the stares, the comments. A boy asked if it worked and tried to dial a number on the side of her skull. He pulled hard on the growth and twisted it. She struggled, but two other boys held her against the wall so he could finish dialing. They staged a series of mock-prank calls using the growth. They told her to be quiet. These were important calls.

Brandi Wells is an MFA candidate at the University of Alabama and has fiction in McSweeney’s, Hobart, Monkey Bicycle, and Dzanc’s Best of Web. She blogs at http://brandiwells.blogspot.com/.