This is my 9th attempt at the month-long blogging challenge, Blogging from A to Z. I’ve completed it 5 times so far. My theme this year is 7 Sentence Fiction, and the word I’m using for P is Promise.
Pinky Swear (The Promise)
There wasn’t a spare seat in the audience. Pinky stood on stage, suddenly very nervous. Only the big red curtain was before her.
“He did Pinky swear, but what if he isn’t there?” she thought, the fear coming unknowingly.
The curtains parted, and she saw the audience starting to click photographs.
Right in the first row, he stood, his salt and pepper hair and warm smile easy to recognize for her.
“Hi,” she mouthed, the 22-year old feeling like a child again as her dad looked on at her graduation ceremony.
Liked this? Maybe you can read some of my earlier posts: Stories | for A to Z 2018.
(© Vinay Leo R. @ I Rhyme Without Reason,
18th April, 2018)
Vinay Leo R.
Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.
Awww….so cute! Yes, we do need our dads, however much old we get!
Yeah. 🙂 That’s a relationship beyond age limits, Shilpa Gupte. 😀
Ah so he made that pinky promise and he was there!! Fathers!!
(Ramya Abhinand recently posted… Queen That She Was- The Twentieth Wife #AtoZChallenge)
Yeah! 🙂 They do make it, and are filled with love. Thanks, Ramya.
Wondered where you were going! Nice ending!
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Thank you, Donna. 🙂