I’d said I probably wouldn’t make it.
He’d said he’d take that chance.
So there he is, shaking out his raincoat, searching for me, taking that chance.
And here am I, on the mezzanine, behind a potted palm,
not making it.
All those reasons he had for leaving my mother…
they were the same reasons for not leaving me behind.
He didn’t care that much then.
And nor do I now.
He’s waited 25 years to find out how things turned out for me.
I can wait that long again to let him know…
and probably then some.
Thanks once again to Rochelle for finding time in her busy life to launch Friday Fictioneers every week.
castelsarrasin 
Brutal, true and heart-breaking, Sandra
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Thanks for reading Neil.
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Life in a nut shell …Change your mind girl, playing his way will continue the pain.
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Thanks for reading, Michael.
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That is a powerful story, Sandra. Possibly familiar to many. Well done!
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Thanks you. Glad you liked it.
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What goes around, comes around. Potent story.
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Many thanks, Tanille.
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Dear Sandra,
I’d say he’s earned her disrespect. Her anger is tangible and understandable. Well done!
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Many thanks for reading Rochelle. Yes, I’d say she’s been simmering a while and has no plans for climbing off the stove.
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She refused to meet her father.
She punished him in her own way.
He will never know about her…
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Thanks for reading, Anita.
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A small comfort in a small revenge and no longer playin git his way. Nicely done.
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Thanks, Iain
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I don’t blame her, he sounds like a cad, but I know she still cares. Nice nuance in this one.
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Many thanks.
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You’re most welcome, Sandra.
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I do so enjoy your stories, Sandra. This is top class, I particularly like the way she’s hiding on the mezzanine, watching his waiting and eventual disappointment.
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Thanks Penny. I always enjoy hearing from you.
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If she truly no longer cared, she wouldn’t have gone to watch him watching for her. She is conflicted, and with good reason.
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Curious, I guess. Maybe so she’d know him again.
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I read this as a father who deserted his daughter. I can understand the apprehension and curiosity the daughter is conflicted with and shown here.
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You read it correctly James. Thanks for commenting.
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Not meeting him will only prolong the hurt – get it out in the open!
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Sometimes I think you can get hooked on hurting.
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My favourite thing about this, by far, is that she cares enough to be there, not making it. I hope she can find forgiveness for her own sake. I suppose we never know the full stories of our parents, but he made his choices and withdrew hers.
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That’s true, about not knowing the stories of our parents. Yet most of us seem quite complacent commenting on the choices they made. Or didn’t make.
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Of course!
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A wonderful story, Sandra. While it is understandable and familiar for many, it is sad on many levels. 🙂
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Thanks for your kind comment, Bill.
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My pleasure, Sandra.
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he shouldn’t set his hopes too high. she wouldn’t forgive him for what he had done.
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No, I don’t think she’s ready yet.
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I guess she gained some satisfaction from watching him waiting in vain.
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So well written Sandra
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Ah, sounds like a bit of payback time, eh?
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Ouch! Very well written.
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Beautifully written, Sandra. As per, you have so many layers in so few words. I am even left to wonder if she half-hopes he does see her hiding…
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Wow. You go girl. So much said in just 100 words. Brilliantly written.
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