Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Though the morning had started with a drizzle, it had since ceased, yet the sky remained shrouded in gloom. The absence of sunlight hinted at the potential for more rain.

“How about we enjoy a delicious meal first?”

“Let’s head to the amusement park this morning and have lunch there,”

Jennie insisted.

Sabrina found herself momentarily at a loss for words.

“Very well, I’ll take you to the amusement park. But keep in mind, there’s a chance of rain. If it does rain, we’ll have to leave, alright?” Sabrina suggested.

“Alright,” Jennie agreed with a nod.

As they settled into the car, Jennie regaled Sabrina with tales of her recent adventures at kindergarten.

Gradually, she began to show signs of fatigue.

Sensing Jennie’s weariness, Sabrina cast a warm smile and activated the car’s music radio.

the amusement park, an effervescent joy emanated

the merry-go-round, Jennie gazed up longingly

restricted her from partaking in such exhilarating

surveyed her surroundings, her eyes fixating on a nearby slide, and

the vicinity of the swing and seesaw in

mouthwatering aroma and came to an abrupt halt. She cast a yearning glance in their direction and declared, “Sabrina, I

and she approached the stall to place the

“Take care,” Sabrina cautioned.

descending the

freshly prepared, so Sabrina patiently lingered at the stall,

is ready,” the stall owner announced, presenting

disrupted by an abrupt, piercing scream, resonating not far from their location and

around, her gaze locking onto the disconcerting sight of Jennie. Jennie sprawled on the

extending a comforting hand as she inquired anxiously, “Jennie, are you alright? Where did you get hurt? Can you tell

trembling hand, revealing a palm marred by abrasions and oozing

else?” Sabrina

shook her head in

of your wound,” Sabrina reassured, producing a tissue from her bag and tenderly cleansing the dirt from Jennie’s injured palm. Afterward, she gently blew on

toward a boy perched atop the slide