Twittering Tale #58: a homecoming

Lights gleamed across the bay, just like all those years ago. I moored and hurried home. Light spilled out of the door, and there was my little girl, tall and frowning. “Daddy!” I went to hug her. She called again, turning back into the house: “DAD! There’s a man at the door!” (274 characters) Written … Continue reading Twittering Tale #58: a homecoming