Becoming Sophia (8)

Avatar Author: K-Jellybean You know that moment when you realize you're in over your head? "I am steeped in blood so far, that returning would be as tedious as going ahead." ***** I missed this place. I missed posting. I can't be the user that ... Read Bio

I will never forget that Dark Day. The day when the skies that rolled over my head became polluted with looming thunderclouds. Adelind stood next to him while I knelt by the edge of the bed. Margarete, Cristyne and Elsebeth stood awkwardly behind us.

“Papa” my voice was full of tears. “It’s going to be all right” I promised. He shook his head at me slowly.

“No, mon amour, it won’t.” His voice was hoarse and raspy, not the deep, rich velvet I remembered.

“You can’t leave us, papa; you can’t leave me.”

He pushed an errant lock of my wavy hair back behind my ear and smiled softly at me, the way he always did. I knew that smile. That was his comforting smile. The smile of a man who wanted his daughter to be happy even though he could do nothing for her. “If the Lord is calling, I must answer.”

“It’s not your time yet, I’m not ready for this!”

I am ready.” He pressed a kiss to my palm and closed his eyes. I sobbed into his bedspread, begging him to stay. I heard Adelind sniffle behind me. He was gone.

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Comments (5 so far!)

  1. Avatar Mighty-Joe Young (A.K.A Strong Coffee)(LoA)

    NNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

  2. Avatar DoItForScience

    Y0u mean “Noooooooon!” It is French, after all.

  3. Avatar K-Jellybean

    Hahahaha, good one Science

  4. Avatar Mr.Gabriel

    Non for the Dad.

    Oui, Sophia needs to step up.

  5. Avatar ElshaHawk (LoA)

    curtain closes, and rises on act 2..

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