An unexpected voice responds, scratchy, distant, feeble.
"Is your father home?"
And I'm rooted where I stand, curled small in my head, my fear building far too many years.
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Wednesday, March 25, 2015
Microstories: Just Another Day
Laughing, I answer the ringing phone before my teenaged brother hogs the line.
An unexpected voice responds, scratchy, distant, feeble.
"Is your father home?"
And I'm rooted where I stand, curled small in my head, my fear building far too many years.
An unexpected voice responds, scratchy, distant, feeble.
"Is your father home?"
And I'm rooted where I stand, curled small in my head, my fear building far too many years.
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