He picked her up, holding her close, feeling her warm soft hair against his cheek.

She was light as a feather, his little bundle of joy. He swirled her round the wooden circle, a stage for their bond. He heard that infectious laugh that could not be resisted. He saw the cheeky glint in her eyes, the mischief bursting to explode.

Someone called him from the house.

He felt the cold chill as the warmth of his memory vanished, wisps of comfort dancing away like frozen shrapnel.

The crushing loneliness enveloped him. The frozen watery grave mocked him impassively.

He whispered, ‘Merry Christmas.’


Copyright Dale Rogerson

Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above).

To read stories of 100 words based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.

I’m taking a couple of weeks break over the holidays, so that wraps up 2019 on my blog. Thank you to everyone who has read, liked, commented and shared over the past year, and I hope you all have a great festive season. See you in 2020!

christmas 2019



82 responses to “DAUGHTER”

  1. How crushingly sad. How very realistically captured. 😦 There are many holding bundles of memories this time of year … and your piece is a tribute to that. May we all have someone to hold, if we so wish, during such times. Well done!
    Happy Holidays to you! Na’ama


  2. This was beautifully written, Iain. Yes, you captured the sadness which some people experience during this festive time of the year. This will be our first Christmas without our son. I wish you and your family a Merry and blessed Christmas.

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  3. Father/daughter bonds are rather neglected, I think. You describe the warmth of one such relationship very powerfully, first in the presence of the daughter and then in her absence. Well done indeed!

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  4. Gazebos by lakes are indeed the traditional scene for tragic drownings!

    Sad memories of a terrible accident. I thought for a minute there was going to be a happy Christmas ending, until his daydreams were shattered.

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  5. Hopefully, the memories can bring him healing over time. That’s the key … time. I teared up on this one. Brilliant writing as always! I hope you have a wonderful holiday time with family and friends, Iain.

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  6. Wow, that really hits a painful spot. Very well done – you bring the heartbreak out brilliantly. Hope you have a fantastic couple of weeks off, Iain. Enjoy the break! See you next year

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