Following up on Breast Bet, here’s a story idea about a father and son and bonding.
An absent father tries to reconnect with his teenage son by taking him to bowling alleys and teaching him the game. How do they bond over the game of bowling, and what is the biggest resentment the son has against his father?
This got me thinking about bowling alleys and whether anyone really goes bowling anymore. It seems to be a pastime out of a bygone era. Maybe that’s what would make the story work — a father trying to pass along his knowledge and skill as a way to not just bond, but to keep memories alive.
I was thinking about opening the story with this line:
He was going back to a place he’d hoped he would never see again.