Where dreams go ...

She ran down the steps and out to the front yard. She knew he would come to her eventually. She looked every way to see where he was. Maybe he went round back. Perhaps he wanted to play hide and seek. Hopefully, he had brought a surprise for her, and today would be when she spent time with him. Maybe today, she would sit in his lap, and he would tell her how much he loved her and when he would be home forever. She thought she saw him. He was wearing a trench coat and a hat and brought a friend dressed just the same.

But it wasn't him; these men looked somber. She saw her Mama open the front door and talk to the men. She didn't feel good when she saw her Mama touch her throat and look over at where she was standing. She could tell Mama was sad, so she ran all the way around the side of the house, behind the swing set, and further into the bushes that led to her secret hiding spot and cried. She cried because she knew. She cried because she would have to live in a world where Daddy didn't come home, where men in trench coats came and took dreams away.

www.pinterest.com