Gone
Jul 8th, 2015 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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A little red toy truck rolled across the floor followed by quick scurrying steps. He picked up the truck, looking to the door, then to his grandmother, who was quietly waiting by the stairs. A light rapping on the door. The woman knew what this was.
Opening the door, quiet words were exchanged. Just as quickly, the door closed again.
The boy’s grandmother gave him a pat on the head and made her way up the stairs, unable to speak to him.
His eyes followed after her. He clutched the little red toy truck that much closer to his chest.
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