Prompt: 2. Middles

It is the middle of the day before Lillia makes her way back up to the house and the sun shines hotly on the back of her neck as she emerges from the shadows of the trees. The pain of her twisted ankle is far from her mind- too much has happened in the hours since her injury for her to care about it even a little bit. She has met her father again, a man both daunting in his height and welcoming in his demeanor. She invited him to come up to the house- Mother would have been thrilled to see him, Lillia was sure, but he refused. He said that being welcome there didn’t mean that he should enter there. But he, like Mother, wouldn’t say anything to explain what that meant. Great-Granny Birdie always tells her not to get in the middle of it and Mother never signs anything in response to Lillia’s questions about why they weren’t together anymore. Lillia goes into the house, snubs her mother’s questioning look (it means something akin to, “where have you been all morning, young lady?”), and goes to her room to sulk. Her parents make no sense.

Word Count: 198

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