Note: This is part non-fiction!
Hi, dad, it’s me again. I know, three times in a year. What a shock! How’d you been? Wherever you are?
I came alone this time because I felt annoyed during my last two visits. It wasn’t much annoyance as exposed. I felt exposed with others watching me as I spent my time with you and then after asking me what I’ve said to you. What happened to privacy?
I’ve missed you, dad. I wish you were still around. Did I mention I graduated college? Did I mention I’m job hunting? *sigh* Oh and I’m so craving a father figure.
The fiction part of the story is the “third visit”. I visited my dad twice within a two-week period earlier this month and wasn’t comfortable both times due to my nosy relatives. I choked on what I wanted to say both times. So here I am, expressing my thoughts which is much better in words. I hope you’re reading this, dad, wherever you are.
Each week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple hosts Friday Fictioneers where we’re challenged to write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words, more or less, based on the picture above.