Father

My father went to buy a paper when I was six and never returned. Occasionally I wonder how he is, what he’s doing. My memories are of a giant, cradling me during a bedtime story, kissing my forehead, whispering secretively into my ear that I’m his favourite. I can’t picture how he’d look now.

One day, a letter arrived unexpectedly. ‘I’m dying, I want to make amends.’ He’d moved to London but the cancer destroying his body prevented him from travelling. My sisters saw him last week and said goodbye.

Today, I’m on the train. I’m going to Edinburgh.

Colin Marks

Author: Colin Marks

#4 Amazon short story author. My work is also published by Smashwords. First YA novel due early 2012, to be followed by an adult thriller.