Sid was walking back from the store with his twelve-year-old daughter one evening. His wife had instructed him to buy some canned beans for dinner. That his daughter was glued to her mobile phone instead of talking to her father worried him. Sid thought about his childhood. The conversations he used to have with his dad on their expeditions. Conversations that shaped his life, and made him who he is now. He knew such things are unlikely with the current generation, who can’t be seen without their phones. As they were walking towards the parking lot, they saw a car back up rapidly and streak away. It was their own car.
They started running towards it, but it was gone. He quickly called the police, while his daughter created a scene in no time. Amidst all this commotion, Sid was secretly happy. He was spending time with his daughter finally. Something both of them would remember for a very long time.
This is written for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. Thanks to Footy and Foodie for providing the picture.