On The Sidewalk Bleeding.

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Leeanne Slade

On The Sidewalk Bleeding

I sat alone in my bedroom yet again finding myself recollecting Andy. I sat knelt on the end of my bed gazing into the reflection before me. All I could think of was little Marie, our daughter. She frequently asked about her father, Andy, but I had been too scared to tell her. Tonight was the night. It had been seven years to the day that he tragically died, and tonight I was going to tell Marie about her father’s death. Finally.

Later that evening, Marie and I were enjoying our evening meal, simple fish and chips. We sat at the table in the lounge of out small flat. It wasn’t perfect but it suited us just fine.

I was very anxious. I had no idea how I was going to bring the subject up in a way that a seven year old girl would understand. I looked up from my food and looked at her. She was such a beautiful girl with big brown eyes and long blonde curly ringlets. She smiled at me and continued to eat.

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Moments later there was a knock at the door. I rose and made my way over to the front of the flat. I opened the door to be greeted with a huge bouquet of Rose’s, Lilly’s, Daffodils and Iris’s. All white of course. I looked past them to see a man.

“Are you perhaps Laura Manhattan?” The man asked with a smile.

“Yes, that is I” I replied, not returning the smile.

“Well, these are for you. Lucky girl.” He then glanced at the card placed on the back of the flowers. “Sorry, I didn’t realise.”

“Its OK.” ...

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