Daddy's Love

"Where are we going daddy?", I asked from the backseat of the car.

"Don't talk honey, ok?" Daddy said. His voice was flat, cold.

I stared out the window, watching the landscape roll by covered in the fresh snow. I remember liking playing in the snow last year with my brother but Daddy too him to live with Grandma. I wanted to go with them to meet Grandma but Daddy said it wasn't time yet so I stayed home.

We arrived and I start running through the snow just giggling and tossing the snow into the air and watching it fall back to the Earth.

Daddy was focused and ushered me along. "Just a little further, honey."

It was cold.

We stop walking, Daddy adjusts my jacket and hood, like a good Daddy.

"It's time," Daddy says. He turns me around and gives me hug.

Daddy doesn't let go. It gets uncomfortable. Tighter.

Can't breathe..

"Why? Daddy?" I thought.

I blacked out.

I woke up standing alone, wearing my favorite dress from the summer. I don't feel the cold anymore.

Brother is here and Grandma.