This week's writing challenge from
Five Sentence Fiction
( Lillie McFerrin Writes ) is based upon the prompt:
Getting back to a more serious side this week...
The Locked Box
Though her father had always treated her well, especially so after her mother had died, being there when needed and seldom interfering except when a kind word of advice was prudent, curiosity had overcome her sense of betrayal as she entered his room. Laura had found the key to the small metal box he kept in the back of his closet, a box she had never seen opened, the one that caused him to skirt any question concerning its contents, and while he was out, she would finally learn what secrets it held. When she lifted the lid, there didn't seem to be anything of real interest—certainly nothing he would need to hide—as it was mostly old receipts and insurance papers. She was browsing through the last few pieces, however, when she came across the results of a DNA test proving she couldn't possibly be his daughter, nearly dropping the box as she read her name on the report. As the implications of the words unfolded within her mind, Laura realized he had accepted her anyway, without prejudice, perhaps needing her as much as she needed him; so she closed the box, carefully turned the key to make certain it was locked, and returned it to the exact spot on the shelf from which it came, praying it would never be opened again.
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