'Daddy! Come help me!'
Little Charlotte called over to where Frank Granger lay, his glaring eyes hidden behind his sunglasses.
'Daddy!' she persisted.
Go back to your digging Frank urged. Leave Daddy to his hangover...
'Daddy, pleeeeeeeease!!?' came her call again.
Frank stood up slowly, his head suddenly swaying madly. He stomped over to where Charlotte stood with her small pink plastic spade. She'd made quite a hole, he had to admit.
She bent down again to excavate more sand. Frank's thin smile faded.
He kicked out, sending Charlotte into the hole.
Whistling, he began to fill in the ditch.
Brenda Evans about 4 years ago
Whoa, that was dark.