So, finally, the day had arrived. She was about to meet the man she’d been pursuing for so long.
He walked into the room; six-feet plus, dark brown hair and silver streaks along his temples. For a brief moment, she wondered if this was the right person, but just one look at him and all her apprehensions disappeared. Everything she needed to know was etched all over his face.
She was flooded with emotion; her eyes were filled with tears, and her breathing became faster and heavier. Struggling, she managed to say in a low voice,
“Dad… It’s Jessica”.
Fiction Fare about 2 years ago
Thank you both for your comments. :-)
RB, you are perceptive to realise it was her father.