Photo courtesy of Jessica Haines.
“Michael’s Fairies,” (c) 2017
by Pamela Schloesser Canepa
“He wouldn’t come away from the puddles,” Ray complained. “He kept seeing things in the water. Fairies, unicorns, …”
“Kids and their imaginations,” I shrugged. How could I explain? Ray didn’t understand. Michael saw things, and that was that. The rain didn’t matter.
“What took you so long with the teacher?”
“Issues.” I shrugged, offering nothing more. “Thanks for waiting, though.”
Ray dismissed it with a wave. “Gotta go.”
Despite two years together, I knew he’d never grace my doorway with his presence again. And did it matter? He did not make the cut.
I closed the door.
“I’m sorry,” Michael whispered.
“Don’t you ever be sorry for being you, honey,” I said with a smile, because I knew that was all Michael had done. In a few weeks, I’d find a way to explain Ray’s absence from our lives.
Michael put his arms around my neck, and I returned the hug.
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This was very well written.
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Thank you for reading and commenting, Neel!
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Very touching story! Apparently Ray didn’t understand his son. Great story Pamela. Welcome to the FFfAW challenge! We are happy you have joined us. 🙂
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Thank you!
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Lovely tale, definitely better off without Ray! Well done.
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Sad, touching and so real! Wonderful take!
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Thank you for reading and commenting!
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Time to start anew. A beautiful end to a sad tale. Excellent!
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Thank you, Keith. It’s a pervasive theme with me. One day I think I’ll use it in a book!
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Great take! 🙂
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I remember thi story from when I read it before. Poor Ray to not understand. We all have to treasure that special imagination more! Great story.
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Thank you, Trent!
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Great story and I am a Michael.
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Sweet! I’m glad you liked it.
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Like I said I am a Michael. I can understand him.
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I have a Michael in my family. ❤
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❤ ❤
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Great story, love the understanding Mother of her son!
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