“I snuck out the room and forced myself to daydream about Papa’s healing. It was a complicated dream where I was a surgeon and I did an operation and there was a tumour and I took it out, and Papa was healed. Screams came from the bedroom as Papa regained feeling in his legs. The pastor told him the Lord had done it. Later he told Papa he wanted a re-enactment of this same process in church in order to impress his flock. Nobody said thank you to me.”
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And the final paragraph.....
🦋 besos de mariposa 🦋
queues “The ZooKeeper’s Boy” by Mew and “Butterfly Kisses” by Bob Carlisle
Heart-wrenching. I wish every child had an Auntie Tiger. I did.
Beautiful!
“I snuck out the room and forced myself to daydream about Papa’s healing. It was a complicated dream where I was a surgeon and I did an operation and there was a tumour and I took it out, and Papa was healed. Screams came from the bedroom as Papa regained feeling in his legs. The pastor told him the Lord had done it. Later he told Papa he wanted a re-enactment of this same process in church in order to impress his flock. Nobody said thank you to me.”
🎰🎰🎰🎰🎰🎰🎰
And the final paragraph.....
🦋 besos de mariposa 🦋
queues “The ZooKeeper’s Boy” by Mew and “Butterfly Kisses” by Bob Carlisle
This great short story showed up on my timeline and I thought I absolutely had to share.
Thanks so much for sharing this. Don’t hesitate when another story shows up.
An absolute 10! Beautiful.