Today’s prompt: He had kept their mother alive in their thoughts. Too alive, perhaps. . .
He had kept their mother alive in their thoughts. Too alive, perhaps. They weren’t ready for him to consider remarrying.
His teenage daughter prepared Lillie’s meatloaf every Thursday night, just as her mother once had. His ten year-old son always included Lillie in his prayers.
“Let’s pray for Sarah tonight,” his daddy said, hoping to move on.
“I don’t want to. She gives me the creeps.”
“She’s nice. She’s pretty, and she likes you a lot.”
The boy scrunched his nose. “She smells like stinky perfume. Are you going to kiss her?”
His daddy smiled. “I already have.”
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