SSS: Snow thaw, a flood, and loss

Thanks so much for visiting! If you're a dad, Happy Father's Day! Otherwise, just give your dad a big hug. :)

Here's another six from Orion Rising, my literary family saga - today's the last day to snag your free copy from Amazon, so go get yours now! :) The father in this story was a bit of a dreamer, with his head in the stars.

The footfalls of Persephone, our father had always called it: the slow, steady patter of rain across the roof; the spring rains that, like Persephone, awoke the sleeping bulbs in the earth, the buds on the trees, unfurling, petal by petal, a world of color and life.  Persephone’s glad return to Earth from the dark depths of the shadowy, lifeless underworld of Hades signaled the beginning of a season of rebirth. I listened to the soft footfalls across the roof, wide-eyed, hoping to catch a glimpse of the fair maiden. She was more real to me than Santa Claus, whose gifts were only for one night; Persephone’s gifts changed the dreary winter world to spring.

But this spring was different. After a particularly long winter, a foot of snow remained on the ground for what seemed forever.

Don't forget to visit the other Six Sentence Sunday authors. I'll catch up to everyone later, after my grandson's birthday party. :) Have a great week!