By S.L. Kerns
Lisa stuck her fork in her carbonara and twisted. The small amount of noodles she’d picked up slid off her fork and back onto the plate. She saw her dad smiling through his gray beard.
“Dad, I’ll miss that smile.”
He nodded. “Have you chosen a major yet?”
She sighed while struggling with her carbonara. “No.”
Her dad, with a fork full of spaghetti, said, “Pick one that makes you happy. Life’s like that plate of pasta; if you stick your fork in at the right place, you get a full bite. If not, it all falls back on the plate.”
The title alone makes it worth the price of admission! That’s a keeper.
Choosing a great title is half the battle. Thanks, Tony!
You’re the man, Lloyd.
I can’t wait to read yours this week. Thanks, bud!
I like this dad–not pressuring his daughter to pick something just because it will earn her more money in the end. Study what you love!
We should all be so lucky to have a dad as understanding as Lisa’s, otherwise it might all fall back on plate.
The line “I’ll miss that smile” set in my mind a father (or, perhaps for an even greater twist, the daughter) with a terminal illness wishing her well as they both moved on.
A good story and words of wisdom too. You can’t beat that!
Love the title. Simple and profound.