'Come to my bedroom, hatted boy,’ Juliet said. ‘I must test you.' He followed her. She showed him a drawing that a little prince had given her. To the undiscerning eye it looked like a hat. 'Tis most monstrous!’ he said. ‘An elephant swallowed by a boa!’ ‘Good answer boy!’
I was eleven when my father was diagnosed with cirrhosis. Mother and I visited him at the hospital a few times. He was scrawny and sad. I pitied him, but I was not too sorrowful. Only frightened. A few weeks later, on a September afternoon, mother picked me up from school. ‘We’ve brought father home … Continue reading When My Father Died I Did Not Cry
'It's snowing,' she said. 'Yeah,' he said, 'it is snowing.' 'The airport will be closed,' she said. 'Yes, the airport will be closed.' For some moments they were both silent. 'Should we go back inside?' he asked. She smiled at him. 'Yes,' she said, 'Let's go back inside.' Related articles A 50-Word Story a Day … Continue reading 50-Word Stories #86
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