“What are you doing, baby girl?”  Michelle put her hand on her young daughter’s shoulder.  Kara was sitting in a chair next to the living room window, staring at the blur of cars whipping by on the highway below.  Her nose was pressed against the cold glass.

“I’m looking for daddy’s car.”  Kara answered without turning her head, never moving her eyes from the road.

Michelle sighed deeply and went to the sofa, picking up a random magazine from the coffee table and starting to flip through it angrily.  “He was supposed to be here hours ago, honey.  He’s not coming.  As usual.”

Kara didn’t respond, just pressed her forehead against the window more firmly so her mother didn’t see her eyes beginning to fill with tears.

“Don’t you have a great life?” Michelle continued.  “A great apartment, gorgeous clothes, the best schools…we did all of this WITHOUT him.  We don’t need him.”

Kara just shrugged, refusing to face her mother.

“Suit yourself.”  Michelle stormed from the living room, slamming her bedroom door behind her.

Kara ignored her mother and the cramp starting in her neck, staring at the road through the blur of her tears.    A robin’s egg blue SUV, just like the one her daddy drove, was coming down the highway toward their building.  She closed her eyes, not wanting to watch it pass her by.

For Sunday Photo Fiction


16 thoughts on “View

  1. Poor little girl. She may have more than what she needs in life, but what she most needs is both her parents to love her, especially it seems her Dad. Great job on this prompt!

    1. Thanks, Hiba! I honestly don’t think it was his car. I think she knew that but didn’t want to accept it, so she closed her eyes and imagined it was him.

  2. Poor kid. Waste of space fathers are one of the worst creatures on this planet. If you are going to create a life, be there for it. the mother doesn’t seem to realise that it is not material goods the kid needs. When I got my divorce, I vowed I would never be one of these. So I fought for custody of them. Which I won.

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