Posts
The Paper
>> Friday, February 13, 2015
The Paper
55 Fiction
Her father was on his death bed and said,
‘I would like to see the paper in my drawer!’
She brought it; it was her first silly drawing of a horse, a cow and a donkey.
‘It was precious to me!’ he said, smiling at her one last time.
And she burst into tears.
55 Fiction
Her father was on his death bed and said,
‘I would like to see the paper in my drawer!’
She brought it; it was her first silly drawing of a horse, a cow and a donkey.
‘It was precious to me!’ he said, smiling at her one last time.
And she burst into tears.
.JPG)
0 comments:
Post a Comment