Monday, October 02, 2006




At the Window

A warm cheek presses against the cool caress of the glass, each breath fogs up her vision for a moment as eyes settle unseeingly on the horizon. Her heart skips as something grabs her sight, sitting up a little straighter a gaze narrows as she peers into the darkness, studying the shadow that has come into play. Tall and looming, the figure pauses at the walkway for the briefest of moments. What feels like a lifetime’s second, he turns and passes by.


A disappointed sigh leaves her frame, shoulders slump as the teddy bear is hugged closer almost protectively. The little girl once again settles in against the window, and waits.

Hoping beyond hope that the right Daddy for her will be by soon.



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