It was a year since he had seen her.
And now here she was, holding a baby, about 3 months old.
He looked into his own eyes as he approached.
I wrote this for this prompt from Write On Edge:
Let’s lighten it up around here. And when I say lighten, I mean REALLY lighten.
This week’s assignment will require the fewest number of words ever: we want you to write a story – your choice of topic – as a tweet.
That’s right. One hundred and forty characters. Not words. Characters.
Make us laugh. Make us think. Make us want more.
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