Tag: father
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THE VISIT
We were still heading away from the private beach, the staff on the sand were dots in the distance. ‘Shouldn’t we turn back now, Dad?’ He only smiled and carried on rowing, ‘Just a little further.’ Should I be panicking? This wasn’t some mad attempt at reaching another country, was it? ‘I’ve had enough, Dad.…
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DIGGER!
‘Digger!’ he shouted from the back seat. Where did it come from, this fascination with any construction or agricultural machine? Tractors, cement mixers, dumper trucks, combine harvesters, even bin lorries – all of them elicited a squeal of joy upon sight. And so we all joined in with my son’s enthusiasm. ‘So it is, that’s…
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THE PATH TO RELIGIOUS FREEDOM
They found him the next morning, tangled among the branches of the topiary tree. It appeared Father Reg had managed to stagger back from the local pub despite severe inebriation. However, on reaching the monastic retreat where he had been living in meditative isolation, Father Reg had confused the symbolic door of the religious installation…
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THE SIMPLE THINGS
‘A shoe shop?’ She was incredulous. ‘They had to actually go out to find shoes that fitted, try them on and buy them?’ ‘Yes. Some women adored doing it, had collections of hundreds of pairs. The same with clothes, bags, jewellery.’ ‘I do like the red shoes she is wearing,’ my daughter mused. ‘Can I…
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AN ACT OF MERCY
His face was as stony as the rocky outcrop at the top of the hill. I wondered if his heart was made of similar granite. Since Mum had passed he hadn’t shed a tear. My sisters and I had gathered round, reminiscing, watching old family films, looking through old photographs. We laughed at the memories,…
Iain Kelly 