Man or Monster

Her father laughed uncontrollably as he sipped his beer then gently placed the can on the arm of the chair. Jeanie didn’t dare look up at him from her spot under the cushions. With her eyes closed she prayed while pondering the laugh. Was it a laugh of anger coming from him? Or simply a playful laugh of a loving father?  
Jekyl and Hyde was the daily game she played her father.

He grabbed the beer can and chugged what was left then tossed it aside. She now understood the inevitable. Slowly she peered from behind the cushion and glanced up at the monster above.  

Today was not her day.

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Till we meet again.  Good day.

Mind of Shoo

15 thoughts on “Man or Monster

  1. Oh, Poor Baby. To have a father with a Jekyl and Hyde personality and never be sure enough of the loving tenderness of a daddy’s love. How sad! Good take on the prompt! Nan 🙂

    • it has been a while. Life has a way of doing this to me. Take me down a rushing river with no paddle or control. I feel it has slowed down for me and now my mind wants to release works to a page. Hopefully they make sense. TY for reading. You have always been supportive of my writing.

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