The thoughts went across my mind filling myself with negative thoughts when a familiar face that of your mother came by.
Her eyes glimmering with tears like that of mine when I last saw you. But by seeing her my mind still did not fret....
But my heart did fret.
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Goodbye
Short StoryShe waited for him at the park .... A story about a women waiting for her love at the park, to tell him her goodbye before she head of to the airport leaving to country. A short story for all the readers to read and enjoy.
