(miniflash story)

Emma stood on the cliff’s edge, the wind tousling her hair. She clutched an old, faded photograph of her family.

Memories washed over her. She was ten, her father teaching her to fly a kite, their laughter echoing through the park. The flashback dissolved into the present, where she felt the weight of her loss — he had passed away last year. She glanced at the sea, hearing his voice urging her to live fully. Smiling through tears, she released the photo, watching it drift away. She turned, ready to embrace the future with the warmth of her father’s love guiding her steps.