It had been a while since I had come to the place of my childhood – I had run far and fast two years ago. I looked at the unkempt boat on the pier, seeing in my mind’s eye the young blonde child laughing with her dad. Those had been happy times when I had blossomed in the radiance of a father’s love. If only he had not felt the need to bring two strangers into our lives. Looking at my father’s old boat, I swore that they would pay for what they had done to the man I had loved all my life.
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© Colline Kook-Chun, 2015
(This post was inspired by Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle. The challenge asks for bloggers to write a story in 100 words or less in response to the photo prompt.)