Monday, April 9, 2012

Drabble Day 17

"Thank you, Daddy!" the tiny voice exclaimed.

"You're welcome, sweetheart."

His voice was deep and rich, exactly what I'd been missing in my life. I watched them from the corner of my eye when I wasn't watching my daughter devouring the chocolate I'd bought her.

"Can I borrow a napkin?"

"Sure," I said, smiling at him.

"Thank you."

Our fingers brushed and I looked down at the cement. Goosebumps rose up on my arms.

"Are you having a magical day?" he asked, mocking the theme park.

"I certainly am."

"My name's Peter.


"Mommy, you're not 'poseda talk to strangers."

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