Left Behind

Wednesday again and time for Friday Fictioneers. The weekly foray into mischief and mayhem, murder and melancholy. Each week 100 + people battle the elements of language and grammar to get jiggy with their creativity. A 100 words of flash fiction based on the photo prompt provided. Follow the link and give it a go…

 

view-from-the-plane

“It’s not forever, 6 months at the most”.

“I know”

He lowered his head and I raised mine just a fraction. Instead of the hunger I was craving, his lips brushed the top of my hair. It was an emotionless gesture, cold. It broke my heart in two.

“Will you write?”

“If I get chance”

“I’ll write everyday” I whispered.

He smiled weakly.

I felt him move back, stepping away. My hands lowered across my increasing middle. He looked, swallowed, and turned away.

Thirty years later I watched my daughter board a plane to meet the father she’d never known.  My heart broke again.

32 thoughts on “Left Behind

  1. This was very poignant. Bad enough, I should think, to cope with having been rejected but to have your daughter welcomed, or for her even to want to meet the person who’d rejected both her and her mother … well that would take a bigger person than I am, sadly. This is a stark concept that you handled really well here, Helen. Good piece.

  2. Helen, That would be heartbreaking. Let’s hope he’s changed over the years as some people do. The girl does have a right to meet her father. At the same time, she knows what he did. Maybe he’s dying and wants to meet her before he does. Well written as usual. 🙂 —Susan

  3. Dear Helen, What a wonderful short story that felt like a lifetime! Excellent writing and I am sure this has happened so many times – but darn it all, the stinker still gets to meet his daughter? If it was my mom that he had abandoned, he would have to come to me and then I would consider whether or not to meet him. Great story Helen, you are a very talented author! Nan 🙂

  4. Not sure I would be too happy with this scenario. Hopefully the daughter has all the background to her mother’s life and will make up her own mind about her father, when she eventually meets him for the first time.

    Sensitive and well written,as always

    Dee

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