All He Said

Today's muse: Six Sentences

This is a true story. Needless to say, it was the one and only time I skipped school. The matter was adjourned sine die, and His Honour warned us that if we appeared before The Court in any future proceeding, this matter would be revisted. I don't plan on finding out how long the statute of limitations is on this.

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All He Said

On the way back to school, in the back seat of a police cruiser, I played the scenario through my mind. The scenario where I tell my father—the man who always gazed at me with pride and bragged to his friends about his Straight-A-Daughter—that I was arrested for shoplifting. My heart pounded as I imagined him shouting that I was no longer accepted in our family and the look of disgust as he showed me out the front door; the hollow echo as the lock snapped in place behind me. I wondered if any of my friends’ parents would take me in, or if I would have to survive on the street, begging for money and food. Nothing I imagined came close to the pain in my heart when my father looked at me, sadness pouring from him in waves, and said in a quiet voice: “You really disappointed me.” That was all he said.