Character: Mr. Smith, Rose
Words: 100 (drabble)
It was a hot summer day. Smith was sitting at the shore of the lake, watching Rose. His little daughter was playing in the water with some other children. He felt the urge to call her back.
The water alarmed him.So dark-green, so cold and deep. Just like the lake had looked when he had decided to end his life some years ago.
"C'mon, Daddy! It's fun."
"Sorry, Honey. I can't. I cannot swim."
Rose reached for his hand.
"Don't worry! I 'll take care of you."
She was right, the cold water was wonderful.
revised March 2015