"we watch the stars appear every night. and sometimes we get to watch them fall."

Sunday, June 13, 2010

On 4:46 PM by Rebekah Tracy in    6 comments
An old man with a wrinkled face and large dark glasses sat reading the midday paper. He was late today, the sun had already set long ago, but he seemed not to mind as he reclined comfortably in the big easy chair.

Out of the evening quiet a little voice rose to break the silence. “Grandpa?”

“Mmm?” the old man grunted, not wanting to be disturbed quite yet.

A little boy peeked his head around the corner, a concerned look on his face. “I accidentally sneezed in the orange juice…will grandma be really mad if I throw it all away?”

6 comments:

  1. haha! I chuckled. I like that drabble!!! :) made me smile... :D nice job!!

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  2. After all those epic darbbles, it felt really good to read this. :)

    Sorry it took me so long to discover you'd posted more!

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  3. No worries! That is completely my fault, I kept meaning to send out an email, but I was planning to do so after I had posted something that I am working on now. But I haven't finished it yet.

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  4. I like this. Simple and adorable. :)

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