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She pulled on her father’s boots last, taking the time to do up all the laces and then tuck the excess into the side around her feet. The boots were large, larger than she had initially thought.
But at the same time, they were just the right size.
Her father wasn’t at home. In fact, he hadn’t been at home for a very long time. He likely wouldn’t be home for several more months, if he came home at all.
So she would pull on his boots and walk around the house in them all day long. If she had to leave to do anything, the boots would go with her, slowing her down and reminding her that they didn’t fit.
They would never fit.
But it would keep her father closer to her throughout the day.
She would do this every month for one whole day until her father came back from his tour of duty.
Mary smiled as she clomped around the house, making enough noise to cover up the emptiness.
Written for today’s Light and Shade Challenge: http://lightandshadechallenge.blogspot.co.uk/2014/05/light-and-shade-challenge-monday-26th.html
Also written in honor of not only the men and women that serve our country but their families who are without during their service.
Thank you.
Breathing In 