Wednesday, July 11, 2012

a story

"Without asking a single question, my father opens the door and to my
surprise, he wraps his armsaround my shoulders. The old clock starts
ringing its alarm. It startles him, brings him to a halt for a
minute-—but then, with great relief, he kisses me; which makes me
mumble, Were you waiting up for me? Really? Oh. Sorry, dad.I guess I
was lost."

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