Love of a Father

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Written for https://lindaghill.com/2025/03/07/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-march-8-2025/

As fallen words catch, he couldn’t think of what to say to his daughter. I had been twenty years since he left. It wasn’t the easiest choice, but turning into his father scared him. Drink held him in a grip beyond his comprehension.

‘Dad …’

‘Stella, you came.’

‘I cannot stay. Mum said it was a good idea, but I’m not so sure.’

‘Please, I have to explain.’

She followed him to the park bench, where they used to feed the pigeons with tiny pieces of stale bread. His little girl looked up at him then. An perfect way to heal the past.

‘Why now?’

‘I have been sober for a year, and part of my journey is to provide amends.’

‘Amends!’

‘I never hurt anyone, but I was capable of it. We argued, I was drinking as normal. Walking away seemed my only option.’

‘From what, you were my hero, I thought you didn’t love me.’

Published by writerravenclaw

I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school.

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