Tides, by Chris Cole

(F.F.F. Website Story)

He watched the water sweep back and forth, slowly receding from newly formed rock pools, the foam glowing dimly under the light of a billion stars splayed across the firmament. His daughter followed his gaze up to the night sky.

“Daddy…why does the tide happen? Can we make it change?”

He looked down, saw her blinking up at him, questioning. Steering his thoughts back from the divorce, he tousled her hair, mustering a wan smile.

“It’s a bit complicated, but you’ll understand it when you’re older. And, no … sometimes there are forces we can’t control, sweetheart.”

He gave her a hug.


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