she watched for him. the curtains engulfed her as she pressed her nose to the glass, eyes intent on the driveway. As his car pulled up, she smiled. before he could say anything, she plowed into him and smothered him with kisses. he laughed as she settled into the familiar position against his chest. she missed him too much to put into words. well, excluding the words "she watched for him."
Nice. I like it. And congrats on the book, "Silver Anaconda" (got tired of skymar?)
Thanks for this story! Very heart warming read. <3
Intriguing, I did not notice the picture until I had read the story. Without it it could be a little girl waiting for her daddy. As it is, other than the fact she loves him a lot, the reader has to decide for themselves how much. Does she usually greet him like this after he has been at work all day or had he been absent for so long she had thought him long dead?
I have been many places, seen many things, been many things as well, but what I shall never stop being, is a writer, a traveler of dreams and the human soul. My name is none of your concern. Call me anything or nothing; I may not answer to anything, or answer to everything.
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