Monday she was scared to try without training wheels. His patience exuded confidence in her.
On Tuesday, she was ready for him to let go. Coasting in straight lines.
She was ready to cruise the cul-de-sac on her own by Wednesday. Falling, but her knee pads protect her and so does he.
The evening sky is colorful on Thursday as she glides in circles around the concrete.
It's Friday evening now. I watch her dad stand proudly as she rides off with friends.
As a dad, I flashback to my little girl, who I have missed for over fifteen years.
›The brief
Constraint
Told from the neighbor's POV. No dialogue.
Turn target
The last line reveals why the neighbor has been watching every evening this week.