Friday Fictioneers – Daddy’s Girl

ff091116Sophie stood out from even the most glamorous of crowds. Her glistening blond hair, the immaculate make-up, the perfect poise – the unmatched grace and style. Everything she wore was made to measure. Nothing but the best for Sophie, only the most famous of labels would do. At times she could attract attention, receive lingering looks from passers-by. Yet, it never made her feel uncomfortable. Instead it made her feel wanted. It made her feel real.

Back in their small home town, Sophie’s father may still mourn for his lost son, yet there isn’t a prouder father alive. Sophie had become the perfect daughter.


These words form my entry into this week’s Friday Fictioneers photo prompt challenge.

19 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Daddy’s Girl

    1. paulmclem Post author

      Cheers, Dale. I don’t think it’s wrong to miss his son, but you have to move on and let them be themselves. They’re still your child and that’s all that matters.

  1. Sandra

    Oddly I’m reading a book on exactly this subject at the moment, though so far the father is being considerably more judgemental than the father of your main character. Nicely done.

    1. paulmclem Post author

      I of course have no real idea how a father would handle a son becoming a daughter. If it had ever happened to me I like to think I would have had accepted it without any hang-ups. However, I can imagine that some men would just never get over something like this.

    1. paulmclem Post author

      Cheers, Poppy. Didn’t want to make it too obvious in the first few lines, hoped this line might describe a lot of attractive people, no matter gender or anything else.

  2. gahlearner

    There are so many layers in there, of expectations, of perceived roles, how to define oneself–but best of all of love and acceptance. Great story.


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