Photo prompt: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
“I wish I could show you the Menorah, Papa!”
“I wish so, too, Leah!”
“Shall I describe it?”
“Oh please do!” he covered the mouthpiece and pressed his ear to receiver. It’ll be months before he’d save enough to hear her sweet voice again.
“We have white candles and the Shamash is melting fastest,” the child stared at her father’s photo, sent from far away. “I’ll use my new crayons and mail you a drawing! Maybe one day people will have special phones that will let them see each other!”
The fantasies of children. He smiled. “Maybe so, maybe so.”