Short Story #2 Memento by Sarah Scott #shorts

Memento by Sarah Scott
The day Lucinda turned nine, her father appeared at the back door. She hadn’t seen him in two years. When she opened her mouth to speak, he put his finger to her lips. Where’s your mother? Upstairs. Come with me, he said. Let’s go to the fair. His car smelled like dirty clothes. They had one hour before the police arrived. As her mother ran toward her, black hair flying in the wind, mouth open, Lucinda turned. He was gone. She shoved the photo they had taken in the booth deep into her pocket just as her mother reached her.

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