Friday Fictioneers – Daddy

~ neilmacdon
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PHOTO PROMPT © Na’ama Yehuda

That was my father to a tee–“Keep Out of Reach of Children”. He wasn’t stern, never beat us, but he could wither your soul with a sneer. Pretty, sweet and icy to the core like this sorbet.

Every time I see that warning on tins of powdered milk, “Not to be Used for Babies”, I think of him.

His eyes are wide, as if in surprise. Yes, you weren’t expecting that in your choc-chip, were you? But the corners of his mouth are turned up. How I loved it when you smiled at me. The whole world became honey.

 

Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here

61 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Daddy”

  7. I’m guessing—he died happy?

    You used that packet of whatever perfectly, Neil. I looked at it, but my neurons weren’t coming awake and I couldn’t come up with a way to incorporate it. You did, though 🙂

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  11. I’m thinking he “could wither your soul with a sneer” once too many. Seems to have made the biggest impression on his daughter. So much so that she no longer wanted to see it.
    Love how you used that packet of whatever it was!

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