Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: Daddy’s Promise


wpid-photo-20150223191036308Laney leans against the railing of the balcony. She sighs and pictures herself playing tennis.

Her father was a well-known tennis champ when he went to college. He even went on a couple of tours but with Laney born, he had to support his family with reliable work. Nowadays, he hardly played.

When Laney told her father she wanted to learn tennis some three months ago, he was thrilled and had promised to teach her. She waited day after day, almost sprinting home from school, hoping to find her father smiling at her from the tennis court but instead, she’d always find him on the couch, asleep. So she gave up.

“Hey, what cha doing, kiddo?” She turns around, her father stands behind her.

She shakes herself out of daydream. “Nothing.” She puts on smile. “How’s your day?”

“It was excellent.” He bends down to the same level as her eyes. “Listen, I was thinking about your request, about tennis.” His eyes sparkle.

She raises her eyebrow. “Really?”

He nods. “Yep, let’s go.”

(~173 Words)

I am participating in Priceless Joy’s brand-new flash fiction challenge, Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writer, where we write a piece between 100 and 150 words (more or less 25 words) in length inspired by the photo prompt above.

21 thoughts on “Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: Daddy’s Promise

  1. She seemingly wanted to connect with her dad and refuel that passion he once had in tennis. The prospect of not only playing again, but teaching his daughter, was probably strange and thrilling for him. She didn’t pester him throughout those three months held in abeyance, and he came through for her (and himself) in the end. Realistic and touching. Great job!

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