In fact, a mother saved her son. Here, we judge the fact that she killed her husband. The jurors were arguing, some wanted conviction, the others acquitted. Ann wasn't taking part in it. She was avoiding her glazes. She knew the accused had killed a man, but she could understand. She had had luck, John had died in a accident, before he could rape her child, but she had glimpsed the animal lust in his eyes. He was obsessed with Ellen. Her kid stopped talking, stared at the judge, and, strangled, asked if they would both be convicted, and Ellen shouted from the witness box: No, Tom, not you.

(Translated by Alina-Mihaela Burciu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)

Real Fiction is a collective project started in 2013 by Florin Piersic Jr. The concept of Real Fiction continued to exist as a Facebook group, after a volume of stories was published at Humanitas Publishing House. (In August 2021, the group has 7.000 members.) The authors write ultra-short stories, with the texts limited to 500 characters (in Romanian, so the length of the English translation might be a little different) - a flash-fiction exercise on a topic that changes almost daily. The group's coordinators are Florin Piersic Jr., Gabriel Molnar, Răzvan Penescu, and Luchian Abel. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)

Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficțiuni Reale.

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