"Come on!" she yelled to the street. As cars slowly made their way down the small unpathed street. Tracy stared up at the night sky and kicked a small pebble, mad at the world but at the same moment mad at no one. But herself and her mother.
She looked at the few cars that passed getting angrier and angrier as it wasn't the car she was looking for. She lifted her hat, that was attached to the hoody she wore. As even this close to summer …show more content…
Produced an ugly orange yellow light before Tracy York, and the few cars that passed on its way to the bowling ally in the small town of Alcon.
Her and her father,Toddy, had made a plan to go out on a nice father daughter date. It was met with cold looks from strangers and soft whispers of it being 'that family'. Toddy had left his daughter on the lonesome corner, to find his pickup truck without getting angry with more cruel whispers and looks.
She looked up and down the small street, eyeing all the cars. As if she was judging each and every car that passed. None of them held her father. Just upsetting her further. Did her dad leaves or forget her? No, he wouldn't or could he?
Tracy stared at the wet sidewalk on which she stood. Only looking up to see if the 1998 rusty pickup truck had started its way down the street, still nothing. She looked around one last time, just to see the old pickup make its way down the street, finally. Tracy though to herself.
With a bang it came to a stop and the door was pushed open from the inside of the truck. There sat her father Toddy, he wore what he seemed to wear everyday even to church on a Sunday morning. A red and white striped t-shirt and denim pants. No one in Alcon has never seen him in anything …show more content…
I should really put one of those newer GPS phone things. Shouldn't I?" he joked. He stuck his hand out to help his only daughter into the truck. Tracy took it and was lifted gently into the rusty truck.
"Yea, you should, but I'll know I'm the one who will set it up." Tracy said pointing at herself. Her father nodded his head, as him and so many other adults had lost the ability to work new electronics of this day.
Toddy sat behind the wheel slowly tapped the wheel looking at the seat belt to his daughter and back again waiting for her to get the message to strap in. It took time to, but Tracy seemed to remember the law. And found the belt and pulled it over her body hearing a soft click made her dad start the car.
"I'm sorry Tracy, I didn't know that they..... I mean I'm sorry you had to hear all those mean whisperers." her father said after a long uncomfortable silence. He slyly looked off to the road, he didn't want to face his child.
"It's ok dad, I guess it hasn't gone away with the years." Tracy murmured. She instinctively reached for the silver necklace that hung lossy around her neck. It was engraved with a simple saying her mother had said to