2018 Revised – Daddy's Little Girl

Author's Note: March 14th, 2018

I'm not sure about you, but I am finding that I am enjoying this journey back into the land of SMK. While I don't have any solid ideas for anything new, I can definitely feel the creativity and the joy of whipping coming back and that, dear reader, is quite refreshing and exciting.

I guess this idea of going back and just getting into the edit/revise strategy to jump kick things wasn't such a bad idea after all.

I hope you're enjoying the revised version so far, I know I am. But then, it is always easy to be whisked back to the land of Scarecrow, isn't it?

Enjoy!

Chapter Three

He stood and watched his daughter as she smelled the flowers, obviously enjoying their sweet floral fragrance. In this aspect, she was so like her mother. Able to stand back and enjoy the little things in life, the quiet joys and precious moments that he had left slip away far too easily.

If only he could do it all over again.

Despite what he knew, a heavy sigh escaped him. She'd always been Daddy's little girl and, even now, she could break his heart.

It was then that she stood up and looked at him, meeting his gaze with deep dark eyes.

"I thought you said Mommy was waiting," she reminded him.

"She is my precious, she is. So are a lot of other people."

Childish curiosity caught her and she quickly quizzed him.

"Are we going to a party?"

He chuckled as he recalled how she'd always possessed a need to know, even as an infant.

Once again, he clasped her tiny hand in his. There was nothing more that he wanted except to keep his little girl safe from the big bad world. He reckoned that was all that any father wanted, when it was all said and done. Just to know that his little angel was safe and happy, that all of the wolves had not called upon her door and gained access to break her heart and sadden her soul.

"Not exactly a party, baby. But, there are lot of people waiting for you and we must keep going, if we're to be there."

He would have started walking onwards except that she tugged her hand from his. He watched with love as she moved away, only to kneel down and pluck a pretty flower.

Coming back to stand in front of him and on her tiptoes, she handed the flower to him.

"For you, because you're the bestest Daddy in the whole wide world," she explained to him brightly.

He gave her his best smile even while his head reminded him that if had indeed been that, the bestest Daddy, then he would have never left her or her mother in the first place.

Shrugging, he sighed again.

It hadn't been his decision in the first place.