Fifty

Fifty

Naomi

The man— my dad, disappeared from my view, walking fast into the woods after the parking lot. He mingled with the woods, hiding him from my view, causing me to snap out of my shock.

My legs started carrying me towards the direction he left in, my head reeling as I doubted if this was real or the soothing oils had intoxicated me, causing me to have hallucinations. Because that man was my father. I recognized his brown hair anywhere, I had seen them in my dreams too often not to.

But we buried my father, my mother and I. So it was impossible for him to be alive. And never have I heard of my father having a twin brother, so who could this man who had my father’s face be and what did he want after never being in our lives from the beginning?

I quickened my pace, long forgetting the spa as I chased after the man, who was disappearing further and further away from me.

“Stop!” My heart heaved painfully as I struggled to catch my breath. He was so fast, as if leading me some