I know, before any of you ask I missed my old place so I’ve kicked the squatters out and I’m back. This place is a lot more cosy. 😉
I’ve decorated, let me know what you think.
So, we decided to have a face painting morning and I let my three year old daughter, Melissa, paint mine. I wasn’t allowed to look until she had finished. Any similarities..
“I have something…to tell you. Before I…pass over.”
“Shhh, you don’t have to say anything, nothing at all.”
“Yes…I do. You know I’ve always…loved you? Well…”
Tears ran from her eyes. The once sparkling blue orbs now dull and almost sightless.
I wiped the tears from her cheeks, tears welling in my own eyes. My wife continued.
“I…did a terrible…thing. I’m so…ashamed of myself. I had an affair…with your…brother, before he passed…away. I’m so…sorry.”
“I know, darling, I know. That’s why he’s dead and why you’re going to be.”
Please let me know what you think. You know the drill……