While you walk the busy streets, you pass someone with a cardboard sign hanging around his neck that says, “5 Days Until the End”. Of course, you ignored it and kept walking without a second glance. Only a block down the road, you see another man wearing the same sign. This time, you stop and stare at him for a few seconds, thinking that those were seconds you just wasted.
A Short Story by Michael Hernandez
The First Steps
(Ten Years Ago)
“Will this be alright?” Laurence asked her.
The girl nodded, staring at the bacon and eggs on the plate in front of her. It looked delicious and smelled even better. He placed a fork beside her plate and walked over to the stove to make more for himself. Outside, the heavy snow fall brushed up against the window.
She watched her father cook and thought about saying thank you, but in the end didn’t. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to, it’s just she wasn’t sure how she was supposed to act. As far back as she could recall she had never seen her father before. The only thing she knew about him was what her momma had told her.
He was very kind. He always helped when she needed it. And he was always there.