Father Found

Tia’s mother prepares her for her father’s homecoming. She begins a journey of understanding, the loss of innocence in a bittersweet return home.

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I walked faster. My hearts seemed lodged in my throat as the broad warmth of the Commons tingled under my feet. The beauty of the flowers, the spiced breeze, the artisans practicing their crafts, the musicians playing three-beat quiets, all escaped me today.
“How long before Father comes?” My young one tugged at my fourfingers. How to explain his absence, his unwell? To one barely blessed with coherent speech of flowers and lacewings?