The little girl’s bottom jutted out beneath her top lip as
the office approached her. She wore a tiny pink dress with a pink tutu and pink
ballerina slippers.
“Hello” The office said standing a few inches from the tiny
ballerina. He smiled at her, thought it
was a very fake smile
“Hi” she replied in a low whisper. Every now and then she’d
peer behind the big office hoping to see her family’s little black car. They
had missed it; the tiny girl’s mom said they’d only be gone a little while.
“I’m sorry to tell you this” The office said taking a shaky
breath, not wanting to tell such a sweet little girl such sad news.
“Your mommy and daddy got in a car accident” He said “And
your sister was in the car too. They are in heaven now, sweetie.”
“I don’t understand” The tiny ballerina said. She sniffed
and shivered. The officer noticed and took off his coat laying it over her
shoulders.
“Thank you mister” She whispered. “But I still don’t
understand”
The officer got down on his knees and placed his large hands
on the girl’s shoulders. He sighed and
smiled sadly at her.
“Your mommy and daddy and sissy are dead. I’m very sorry.”
He said. The little girl gasped and started to cry.
“I’m so sorry” The officer whispered his eyes closed tightly
trying to avoid tears.
“Come on, let’s take you to your grandma’s house” He said
picking up the little girl and carrying her to his cruiser. He buckled her in
and started the car.
He drove slower than usual letting the tiny girl look at the
mesmerizing Christmas lights. He sniffed and pulled out a tissue whipping his
nose.
Why out of all the
days of the year would God take the family of such a sweet little girl,
especially on Christmas Eve? It’s just not fair, the officer thought
looking back at the now asleep little girl.
“I’m sorry” He whispered once again.
