She stares at the photograph yellowed with age. The precious moment stood still with only a click. Her mother’s words “your Daddy’s gone to heaven” ring in her ear. “Your Daddy wouldn’t want to see his little girl cry”; therefore, she never did. Her secure, innocent life changed forever. She attempts to commit to memory – the sound of his voice whispering a joke in her ear; his unshaven cheek brushing hers while she giggles and begs him to stop. She desperately endeavors to remember him in color but only sees him in black and white.

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  1. Johanna says:

    I like the imagery conjured up in this piece. I especially like the descriptions following "she attempts to commit to memory…" I love the image of the unshaven cheek, and I can hear the little girl giggling. Nicely done.

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