In the last moments of his life, Dad told me something that changed my life forever. “P-please, get the picture from the drawer.” He requested. In the drawer was a faded picture of a carousel ride.
He pointed to the girl in the blue blouse, “That is your half-sister, Peggy.”
“H-half-s-sister?” I replied, shocked.
He nodded slowly, “This was the last I’ve seen of her. Please find her. I want to see her one last…” Before he could finish the sentence, he was gone while I stood there holding the picture. From that moment on, the search began.
Each week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple hosts Friday Fictioneers where we’re challenged to write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words, more or less, based on the picture above.