“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.
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