He was dying, and he had no family. He told that to the girl. She was young, unmarried, and by profession, a cashier.
‘I’ll give you all my wealth if you agree to marry me and bear my child,’ he said.
She looked at her toes. They were dainty.
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I write as a way of life: stories, blogs, articles, almost-poems. I'm a freelancer, a vegetarian, and I listen to Leonard Cohen and enjoy French films. We are dying a little more with each new day we live, so shouldn't we make the most of our time?
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She seems oblivious to his proposal by looking at her toes…or could it be she is simply embarrassed…
Or maybe a ladybug is crawling on her big toe!
ok I laughed … that was my next thought…
Very nice she is lovely
The girl in the story or the girl in the picture? Both!
Reblogged this on Manuel Puente.
This story is so dramatically cute. I suppose ones toes are really so important in life.
They are. I will never marry a girl without toes.
How about one with dainty toes?
I have no idea why I laughed when she looked at her toes, but that’s beside the point. Once again, you managed to start my day with a smile (despite the fact that I have the ugliest toes to ever have the nerve to attach themselves to the end of a foot . . . hmmm . . . maybe THAT’s why it was funny).
I suspect that you toe problems are caused by exceedingly tight slippers with rough points.
Great piece of writing!
I blush each time you compliment me! 😉
Like the open ending and the detail of the toes. Don’t know why but I think she said yes simply because of them
Vincent I commented in the past about your great skill of writing, and selection of good looking women, but I never said a good word on your great taste in selecting great paintings which I fall in love with!
THIS TIME YOU’VE OUT-DONE YOURSELF VINNY!!!
Quite so!