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(In Memoriam George Donaldson...)

2015/02/15. - írta: SunnyDonnelly

Five words, one story

Five words:

pickaxe, mule, ribbon, tickle, prayer

 

Story:

 

  The pickaxes of the grandpa stood in the corner. They had been untouched for years. The family kept all of them because of the memories. The last one he put into the shed when his granddaughter was born. Soon he died and he left his petty personal property to his sailor son…

Many years have passed since, little Sarah became a real little lady, the apple of her parents’ eyes. The time came when her father’s throat  hadn’t already sank, whenever he glimped at those pickaxe in the shed which were put into the precise line. After that he had already told some stories about his own childhood more uninhibitedly to his little princess. The funny stories tickled Sarah.

 A night before a long journey the father started to go to Sarah’s room as quite as he could, in his mules. He didn’t know whether she was awake yet and he didn’t want to wake up her. That day was also a long one to them.

She didn’t sleep yet. She was praying. But her father stopped short in front of the door of the room when he heard her words: „… and for me some scarlet ribbons, for my hair.”

 

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