This is my contribution to this week’s Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. Photo thanks to Phylor.
“When does it leave again?”
The corners of Katie’s mouth curled. She looked over to the driver’s seat. Her dad stared out at the small, green train station. “1:30”.
“Trains are so unreliable. I think it would be best if I just drove you.”
“All the way to Stanford?” she stifled a chuckle.
“I’ve always wanted to visit California.”
The laugh burst from her. “You? In California?”
Katie reached over and grabbed his hand. “I’ll be OK. All my life, you made sure of that.”
Tears streaked his cheeks. “This isn’t right. Your mom…”
“We hugged, we kissed, we cried. She couldn’t handle this. You know that.”
A whistle sounded in the distance.
“It’s time,” she sighed.
“I’m proud of you, you know that?”
“I do. Remember, I do this alone, or I won’t be able to do it.”
He nodded. She kissed his cheek.
She walked away, and looked back to see him standing outside. That was why she knew she could do this. Because she knew her daddy loved her.
Flash Fiction Friday! I clocked in at 173 words. I seem to be going in the wrong direction here. Instead of getting shorter, the stories are getting longer.
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