"Mom, one more story please", she asked her mother with shiny eyes.
Years later, "Mom, why do you always call me for small things? I'm busy in a joint study with my friends. I'll talk to you later", she said and hung up.
She enjoyed her adulthood.
Her mother missed her childhood.
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Historia CortaA collection of microtales from different genres!! #16 in short story on 18/01/2017 ------------------------------------------------------- Microtales tell an entire story in just a few words and sometimes, the interpretation is left to th...
