Short – Short Stories (3)

Don’t leave yet, sweetie.

But I have to go Peter.

Stay, please. I want to talk to you.

I need to go, my husband is waiting for me in the car.

*Peter kisses on the cheek* If you have to, then good bye, sweetheart.

The nurses will take good care of you, don’t worry. Good bye, Dad

 

 

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