He scanned the last item for a man in a dark suit and cap, thanking him as the studious figure walked off after paying for a small bag of assortments. A woman set down a few groceries onto the scanner, sighing as she reached into her purse for her wallet. Her face seemed to crumble under the weight of the air and her eyes wandered wearily. The boy immediately recognized who the woman was. Her faded pupils looked at her cash sadly as she set it onto the counter.
"Getting a gift for a kid?" he decided to speak, scanning a book of Grimm's Fairytales.
The woman looked up at him for the first time and smiled morosely and chuckled.
"No, not necessarily. I haven't spoken to my child for five years now. But I'm finally going to try to talk to him again. The book's for his birthday." She put her wallet back into her purse. "When he was younger he damaged one of his books, but he absolutely loved fairytales, so I'm hoping he will forgive me for doing what I did. I just want my son back."
A slight smile broke out onto the boy's face, bagging her last item. "I think he'll forgive you for whatever you did. I bet he's been wanting to forgive you for a while."
The woman smiled back, reaching out for her bag. "Thank you." And the boy watched eagerly as his mother fumbled out the door.
YOU ARE READING
Pinocchio
Short StoryPINOCCHIO tells the tale of forgiveness, friendship, and the desperate longing for acceptance. This is a coming-of-age story many look over. | This book is dedicated to all of the transgender children who wanted the acceptance of a family member but...
