20 days.
DECEMBER 1ST; 1999
He always wanted a lemon tree.
I would never give him one, though because I knew he'd never take care of it.
But he was hardheaded and wanted the damned lemon tree for himself. So he got himself one. Not a big one,or not one at all, but he got himself a twig.
The day he brought that twig home and planted it, he was happy. The happiest person alive, really. So I laughed and pointed out that it was just a twig. Not a lemon tree.
He got mad and yelled at me for laughing at his little broken, beaten down, brown twig, then he went back, treating it like his child: taking care of it.
But I couldn't and didn't take away his happiness.
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HONEY
Fanfiction•Dedicated to my grandmother; Based off of the song 'Honey' by 'Bobby Goldsboro'• * And see the tree how big it's grown But friend it hasn't been too long, it wasn't big, And I laughed at him and he got mad The first day that he planted it, was just...
