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December 25, 2009 in 299 Words, Birth, Child, Childhood, Christmas, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Holiday, Parent, Religion, Very Short Novels, Writing | by davidbdale | 8 comments
You are not an accident, little one. You were in my care even before you were born. You have a place inside me still and always will. I have big plans for you, little one, plans as grand as galaxies and as unfathomable, but they mean nothing. Read the rest of this entry »
December 22, 2009 in 299 Words, Child, Childhood, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Love, Parent, Relationships, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | by davidbdale | 1 comment
Halfway down the block from where we had just seen Uncle Mickey, Dad stopped the car and sat with his foot on the brake. He’d been crying, I think, Read the rest of this entry »
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