Daddy's Destiny

Daddy's Destiny

Lena Little

Lena Little

She’s a once in a lifetime. And no one like her has ever walked into my shop in the twenty years I’ve been in business, which is probably longer than she’s been alive.I’ve yet to see this girl in the flesh, to lean in and smell her hair, to run my calloused digits across her smooth skin. Nothing. But I already know she’s everything. Girls like her don’t walk in and try to buy handguns, especially with a fake ID, unless they’re in trouble. And something has come over me, that tells me I have to protect this little one.Protect her. Keep her safe. Be her…Daddy. That word, this feeling that I’ve never felt before, has a grip over me so hard I don’t even understand it. It’s like something that’s been buried inside me for a lifetime has finally woken up, been called from a lifetime of hibernation. For the first time in my life, I know my purpose, and I know exactly who that purpose revolves around. My Destiny. My Little girl. She came into my world, flipped it completely upside down, and I’ll never be the same without her as mine.I am her destiny and she is mine.
Read online
  • 457
Dear Daddy

Dear Daddy

Lena Little

Lena Little

Nobody really seems to get me and I remind myself that all I need to do is get through this last semester and I’ll be a high school graduate, and combined with my eighteen years of age that means I’m free to do what I want. Unfortunately, my parents want me to go to college, or at least that’s what they say. But what they really mean is they want me gone. Pronto. I love to write, draw, and more than anything, get mail. That being the case maybe this assignment for my psychology class will be a blessing in disguise. But I made a mistake and it resulted in an inmate receiving my letter. A convicted felon. He seems…not like I’d expect an inmate to seem. Something about him seems more genuine, caring, and tolerant than anyone in my life.He understands me and doesn’t want to change me, and calls me his little one. I need to do this for my school project in order to graduate, right? That’s what I’m telling myself at least, but I know that this is so much more. Dear Daddy, come for your princess and make her your queen.
Read online
  • 440


183