At forty one,
Avery asked me why you keep crying at night. And I told her you were sad because Caroline had to leave the three of you. But then Avery told me that she was sick of hearing you crying and she wished I was here living with you guys jut so then I could at least watch over you. Avery was only nine at the time and she had the words flow over from her little lips, she was such a big hearted girl, you know. Just like Caroline, indeed.
YOU ARE READING
The Hourglass.
Short StoryAt five, I met you for the first time. At eight, I fell in love with you. At twenty six, I watched you marry the girl you love the most in life. At twenty eight, you got your first child born into the world with such a happiness I could never give y...
