100 words on forgiveness | Nov 24, 2005 7:10 am 429 views |
Dismal weather. The subway was packed, the people near her stank. The elevator at home took ages to arrive, and then stopped at every floor. She entered the apartment. Paused. A funny scratching noise came from the bedroom. As she watched, a paw poked through a small hole in the door then scratched around some more widening the opening further. The freckled snout followed. She pushed the puppy's nose back inside, and opened the bedroom door. There they both were, eyes bright, tongues lolling, so pleased and proud that they'd made their way through an obstacle. |
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
Forgiveness
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