Sometimes all I have is a character, in this case the dad, and I just put them in a scene and see what happens. Usually what happens is I end up with an idea for story that is much longer than 75-words, but at least I have the idea. The rest is just editing.I really like this one, it gets me quite emotional reading it back.
Dad had always been a bit of an emotional flatliner. Never cross, but never particularly excitable either. Nervously, she handed him the envelope and waited. He opened the plain white card and stared at the small black-and-white image. She watched as his eyes scanned the words written next to it over and over again. “Merry Christmas Granddad, see you in a few months.” Tears ran down his cheeks, each one a rare and precious diamond.
