Songs of Love

Chapter 3

The sisters got up and walked towards the hall. They looked at each other and smiled. A sad smile, but peaceful nonetheless. They hugged each other, holding on they turned their head to look back to each parent. Their eyes shining with a light and heartstrings being pulled. They fade away.

The next morning, both wake up. The mother with dried tears and the father with a heavy heart. She got up to prepare coffee while he got up and headed towards the dining table. She gave him his coffee and sat down to drink hers.

"I saw them".

"Who?"

"Them".

"Oh, I saw them too".

The conversation was painted a dull grey tinged sadness and loss.

"What did they say?".

"I don't remember. Did they say anything to you?".

"No".

After they both finished drinking, they separated for their chores. He was watering the plants and she was preparing breakfast and lunchboxes.

He sat down after a few minutes, and his gaze swept over his bible. After thinking about it, he took it and brushed the dust from the cover. He opened it and stared at a random page. The words blurred and unreadable. He looked up and turned his head to a picture on the wall. The picture had two chubby baby girls, staring wide-eyed and alert back at the father. A memory flashed where he took the pictures of both his daughters during different timelines and had combined the two pictures into one. Looking down into the Bible, he took a deep breath and read.

The words not making a sense yet comforting his heavy heart. Until he struck a verse: "We wait in hope for the Lord; he is our help and shield." Sarcastic thoughts flooded his head and he read from the beginning of the chapter. Again, he struck a verse "But the plans of the Lord stand firm forever, the purposes of his heart through all generations." Closing his eyes, he closed the bible and put his hands onto his face. At the back of his mind, he could hear a faint voice. Inside the depth-ness of his heard the faint voice echoed.

"I love you, Daddy".