The Birthday Gift
Thin smoke slides dryly through the cool air, wafting into the small sitting room. A young boy sits on the wood floor at his parents’ feet, gingerly picking at the tape of a rectangular package. The silvery paper unfolds in the boy’s lap, as he pulls off the tape, careful not to tear an edge or corner. He lets it
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Post to: and it gives you a drop down menu, where you can select the community/journal you want it to post to.
As is, only your current specified 'Friends' (i.e. me, Kate, and the Lord) will ever see this. Or was that your intention?
I need some beer, man.
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I love the way that the doll is the only one who is ever referred to by name, I love all the detail, specifically the use of color.
Very well done. :)
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