Bonnie
Written by Teresa Dean Smeigh
Copyright September 2015
She tried to concentrate on her painting, but she could hear soft noises from over by the large oak tree.
“Mommy?” came a little child’s voice. Then “Mommy, is that you?”
Bonnie walked over to the tree to confront the intruders. Standing there was a cop holding a little girl’s hand. The little girl had red hair and freckles just like Barbie.
Barbie stared and the little girl said, “Mommy, I missed you!”
“Ma’am, I am sorry to intrude, but our investigation has dug up the information that this little girl is yours.”
“But my sister told me she drowned,” tears running down her face.
“When a report came through the station with the sighting of a little girl screaming that the woman wasn’t her mommy, they held them and investigated and found the drowning report. Your sister finally confessed.”
“Oh Barbie, I’ve missed you so much.”
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Tessa –
Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian
Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com
Great story Tessa! It almost brought tears to my eyes. Thank goodness the little girl screamed and made sure someone heard her. Very well done! Thank you for participating in Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers Challenge!
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Thank you Joy. The picture spoke to me about her missing someone and I thought of a lost child.
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Thank goodness the story has a happy ending. Barbie must have been distraught at the news of her daughter’s “drowning”. What an awful sister to have inflicted such heartbreak by stealing the child and claiming she was dead.
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Thank you. I decided to write a happy ending for once. I tend more to the dark side.
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Yes, it’s good to have a ‘nice’ ending now and then. I try to vary my story endings, but I suppose we just have to go where the prompt takes us.
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You are right. Sometimes they just write themselves. I don’t even have to think about it. Weird how that works.
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It is weird. I sometimes only have a vague idea about what my story will be until I actually start to write. Then ideas just seem to hit me.
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Awww, and the truth came out at the end of the day. I can’t imagine the Joy both mother and daughter felt. Great job.
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Thank you!
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Great story. I love the happy ending. It captures many emotions.
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Thank you!
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