Unbeta'd.
Check out the blog for the pic prompt that helped shape this little bit.
http : / jessyptff . blogspot . com/2011/08/bits-and-pieces . html
The goal for this and the next two prompts was to write three 100-word segments. This is my attempt to do that.
~B&P~
I've been watching her play in the yard for the last fifteen minutes. She is mesmerized by the way the bubbles hang in the air, dancing lightly in the wind. She dips the wand into the purple container of Magic Bubbles I bought her this morning and slowly pulls it out. She brings it to her lips and blows. Three bubbles break free, floating into the air. She giggles in delight as she reaches for them, and my heart soars.
Finally, I think to myself, a breakthrough. Finally, a smile and some laughter. That's all I've wanted since she arrived.
~B&P~
"Bella!" I shout from the porch steps. "It's time to come inside."
She doesn't acknowledge me. Neither does Jacob.
"Jacob! Bella!" I shout again.
With a huff of annoyance I march down the stairs, feeling my irritation swell. When these two get together it's like they're in a world of their own. Completely lost in their play, their imaginations, each other.
"Did you hear me call you?" I ask when I'm standing in front of them.
Bella looks up with her adorable, brown eyes. "We did, Daddy, but we had to watch this caterpillar go under the leaf."
Of course.
~B&P~
I watch as my baby girl walks down the stairs, her dress swishing with every step she takes. Has time really passed this quickly? Is she really sixteen? Going to the prom? With a boy?
I turn my head and stare at Jacob. He looks nice enough in his suit, but all I can think about is what's probably going through his mind. I want to kill him for thinking it. And I will if he touches her.
"How do I look, Daddy?" she asks, her eyes bright with excitement and happiness.
I breathe. Too grown up.
"Beautiful."
She beams.