Editor's Note: We ran our first Short Story Contest two years ago, as we were just coming out of the pandemic. Our judges chose this beautiful tale as the winner. The deadline for our second contest is Monday, May 8th. Enter here for your chance to win $500, plus publication in NextTribe, or $100 each for two runners up, who will also be published in NextTribe.
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Part One: Daughter
The screenshot of the GPS said she was due at 12:23, but it’s 1:16 now, and there’s still no sign of her. I know what you’re thinking. Call her! See if she had to make a stop or something. Get gas. Food. See if she hit traffic.
This is the obvious thing to do. Instead I sit at the window and watch the ladies in fancy Thinsulate vests walk by with their dogs. Instead I stare at the bare branches of the trees pointing their fingers at God. I decide to get mad, because railing at the universe seems more satisfying than making a phone call.
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