I Hate You, Liam Powell

Maya sat down on the chair, sipping juice, and looked at the little canopy that the receptionist was kind enough to erect for her to guide against the sun.

Her eyes wandered around the beach, smiling at the couple holding hands. She wanted that. She wanted it so much.

“Mama, let go in the water.”

She turned to see another young couple gazing lovingly at each other while their little daughter tucked at her mother's arm, pointing her to the water.

“No, Leera. It's too dangerous,” Her mother had replied as she squatted to kiss her little daughter's cheeks.

The young girl sulked and kept looking longingly at the water refusing to leave

“We can play in the pool when we get home or don't you want to play with daddy?”

The young girl suddenly smiled at her father and ran to hug him “I'll like that so much” She responded, after weighing that spending time with her daddy was more important to her than a river.

The father chuckled and bent to pick her up. He placed her on his shoulder earning a