The following is the fifth section of my novel Cassandra on the Island. You can read the previous sections here.
“Tell it to me again, mommy.”
“Lucy, you need to sleep. I won’t let you go Trick-or-Treating unless you take a nap. You know how you get without a nap. You’ll be asleep by Wilson Avenue.”
“Just tell me and I’ll sleep.”
She nodded her head.
“Well, I thought your dad was late.”
“But daddy is never late.”
“That’s what was bothering me. And I was looking forward to the date.”
“Did you try calling him?”
“Yes, I left message after message. I was going to go out looking for him, but I didn’t.”
“Why didn’t you?”
“You know that, my silly little girl.” She reached down and tickled the sides of Lucy’s arms.
“He showed up at the door in a tuxedo. And he had me close my eyes. He led me to the side of the house. And through my eyelids I could see we were moving towards a bright light… a bright gold-like glow. He had covered the gazebo with Christmas lights, hundreds and hundreds of Christmas Lights. As it began to rain… just a little rain, not much. He looked so handsome, the rain and the lights. It was all so perfect.”
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