Extract of my fic cause I just love that chapter so much. It’s not that good but it’s close to my heart <3
When Josie was 5, her father sat her down in the living room while her mother was at work. He had come to pick her up. He told her to pick her three favourite toys. They were going on an adventure, he said. When Josie asked him if mom was coming too, he told her the truth.
“Caroline’s not your real mom,” he said. “But I’m your real dad, and I’m going to take care of you.”
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When Josie was five, her father sat her down in the living room while her mother was at work. He had come to pick her up. He had bought a plane ticket and two changes of clothes. Her mother was at work, he had come early. He told her he loved her, that they were going on an adventure together. That he would never leave her. That she got to pick three toys to bring with them towards the next chapter of their life.
But Josie smelt a nasty stink in the room and called the only number she knew. When he left without even a glance towards her, she knew he had lied. They weren’t going on an adventure together. He had left her. She didn’t get to pick her three favourite toys.
Josie lived it when she was five. She thought about it when she was ten. She remembered it when she was fifteen.
She felt it when she was sixteen, in the middle of an alley, gasping for air.
