Does it ever happen to you that a seemingly random event also seems strangely meaningful, or even miraculous? It could be as simple as anticipating a phone call, or as dramatic as rekindling a lost love. Perhaps, you’ve experienced something more significant than what you could imagine. Yes, It could possibly be nothing less than a tiny miracle – possibly the work of higher powers, or a message from above, who knows?
It is Day 2 of the Write Tribe Festival of Words and today, I’m bringing you a flash fiction.
The little girl, working at the tea-stall, looked up. It was the announcement on the loudspeaker.
“Was someone calling out the names of missing children?” —she wondered.
There were frantic parents, desperate to find their little ones. As if by chance, a faint glimmer of hope arose within her.
“What if my parents actually came looking for me, someday? What if they really did?”
Her head refused, but her heart pleaded, for just one miracle.
I’m Writing Bravely for the Write Tribe Festival of Words – March 2019.