Drabble: For His Daughter

My response to the prompt ‘slog‘.

Genre: family, heartwarming


~For His Daughter~

After two years of slogging away to build a dollhouse from scratch, it took a broken pipe only minutes to destroy it.

He rubbed his daughter’s shoulder.

“I’m sorry, love. You’ll need to wait a little longer to get your dollhouse.”

His daughter shook her head against his side.

“I don’t want a dollhouse. I want you to play with me again,” she said into his shirt.

He looked at the soaked remains of his hard work, then down at his baby girl.

“Sure thing, love.”


Posted on September 16, 2016, in Short Stories and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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