The Nice Thing About Strangers

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Seaside Sobbing

The Nice Thing About Strangers

At the park, the family waits for their turn on a swing. The huge contraption has two benches that face each other so the family can all sit together–knees to knees –and sway back and forth.  Mom and daughter take the side facing the sea. Dad holds the toddler son. The son gapes from under a blue hat, horrified by the structure now caging his mother, and not in the mood to join her.
Dad climbs up anyway as the child screams and cries. Dad tucks the squirming boy in one arm and takes a picture of his wife and daughter with the other. Then he passes their camera. The child sobs on, facing his mother as she mops up his tears, but the father seems to think his son is only warming up to it the experience. Dad wants pictures with the coast in the background. The mother seems…

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3 comments on “Seaside Sobbing

  1. joannerambling
    July 16, 2014

    Loved this

  2. hughcurtler
    July 17, 2014

    Chalk up another traumatic experience to a stupid, unfeeling father!

    • Mom as well! Maybe he’d done a lot of crying and they opted to have him weep it out? 🙂 I understand that’s a technique. 🙂
      Paige

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