It was an important meeting.
He was
engrossed in the presentation.
He had
forgotten that he had to pick-up his son from kindergarten...
When he realized,
it was already late.
He rushed
to the kindergarten.
His wife used
to pick-up earlier.
He went
running inside.
His son
wasn’t in the waiting-room...
A frantic
search...
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| Image: Roger Bultot |
He found his son smiling in the play-area.
He hadn’t seen his son looking happier ever since the latter’s mother had passed away 5 months ago.
“I’m sorry
I’m late”, he said hugging his son.
“Mother had come to play with me!” his son said happily.
100 Words Story for Friday Fictioneers
"Those whom we love, do not go away... They walk beside us everyday."
Do you believe that the love of parents is always with us?
Please share your views.
Children are beyond logic. Sometimes they know more than adults.
ReplyDeleteDear Anita,
ReplyDeleteA poignant story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Aww! Love this :)
ReplyDeleteA touching story Anita
ReplyDeleteLovely ending
ReplyDeleteI believe this could happen. Parents don't stop being parents, even beyond the grave. I'm glad she protected him <3
ReplyDeleteHe's fortunate Mum was still hanging around - and I hope he's never late again.
ReplyDeleteA charming story well-told.
ReplyDeleteHow lovely!
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