Tag: father

  • Karma

    PHOTO PROMPT © David Stewart  As soon as the food was delivered, I knew I had been set up.  Jesse knew how I felt about eating meat and the reasons why I was a vegetarian.  Before this dinner with his family, I had been assured, repeatedly, the menu had multiple vegetarian options and his family was aware of my…

  • On Reading

    I once had a cow who could read  In hopes he would someday be freed  My father said NO  He could not go!  So instead he learned to start a stampede 

  • Hurricane

    I knew the hurricane would be exactly like the last major storm we endured, mainly because of how my father was acting.  He was pretending like nothing was wrong, was avoiding the news and questioned me on why all the neighbors were leaving.  Nothing I could say would change his mind.  Instead, I packed my…

  • Truly Sorry

    “He told me he was sorry, but after what he has done, how can I believe him?  How can I ever believe our father ever again?”  I stared at the lake and wanted my sister to say something.    I knew she wanted our father to go back to being the father of our childhood, but…

  • A Magical Time

    I had never had a better or more magical time than when I went camping with my family,  There was a freedom in the air and the cool breeze kept tempers at an all-time low.  I never have been close to my father because he would fly off the handle at any given moment.  Except…

  • Is this Friendship?

    “Is this is what being friends means, I don’t want anything to do with it.  With you.  Lose my phone number.”  I stared, dumbfounded, as Stacy turned on her heel and walked away.  My mouth was still hanging open as I watched her get into her car and drive away.  “What was that all about?” …

  • Tension

    The tension had been building since I entered the room. I knew it all had to do with Michael, but I wondered what he had done this time. He was starting more problems than anyone I knew, but somehow managed to always talk himself out of any consequences. I needed to pay better attention to…

  • The Snowstorm

    PHOTO PROMPT © Lisa Fox  The last snow of the season was always my worst day. It always reminded me of my father and it always reminded me I could no longer use the weather as an excuse to stay inside. The interior of my house was nice and warm and everything outside of my…

  • Home Alone

    “We’re not alone,” my sister whispered in the middle of the night.  She crawled into my bed like she had done most nights in the last week.  You would think, at ten years old, one little ghost story would not scare her as much as the Boogeyman. My father had grown up loving scary stories…

  • Among the Flowers

    The only time I enjoyed my forced time with my grandmother was the sunny afternoon she met her friends in the park. I knew she wouldn’t let me play on the playground with the other children – she had some fear I was going to get kidnapped (I didn’t believe her because I knew she…