(Author’s Note: Great response from people last week. Sorry I haven’t responded, but I am working on it. Now that a job has been secured, boomba…more time to do things. Here’s today’s Fictioneers.)
The Colour Of Love
By Miles H. Rost
“Alright, Monica. We have only a few hours before tide comes back in. Think you can paint the scenery?”
Monica looked up at her teacher with her eyes full of worry.
“Monica, you’re going to do just fine.”
She pointed to the hulking dam in the distance and exploded her hands outward.
“No, Monica. The dam won’t break. Remember, I’m here with you. If anything happens, I got you.”
She smiled, and warmly hugged his waist. She picked up her palette and dipped into some Prussian blue.
Her teacher watched as she silently painted. He knew his daughter was safe.
Colour me tickled
I beautiful story. The teacher and father are one and the same? This piece had a real nice feel about it.
This was really sweet and had good attention to detail. Such a touching story. Well done.
Nice flow (no pun intended) I like how the ending could be sweet or tragic.
Seemed to me as though the daughter was mute, which makes her affinity with painting and colour all the more touching.
You picked up on it! ^_^
Glad I was right 🙂
I thought, “Deaf? Mute? Both?” and painting was her way of communicating. Nice.
Mute it was! ^_^
Great teacher – great story full of images.
Touching, he’s there for his dughter to help her cope with her anxiety
Lovely story. I too read that the daughter was deaf, which made the relationship of father and daughter more touching.
I have worked with a mute child. It is amazing how much they can communicate without words. Very touching.
I like this story.
Like it. A protective/teacher/father doing what teachers/fathers should do.