My people 45 x 365

The challenge: a year profiling people I have known, using a word count equal to my age. I'm taking weekends off!

Friday, March 24, 2006

Benjamin (31/261)

If I had had a son, I would have wanted him to be just like Benjamin. Three months after the family dog died, he cried all night when his mother suggested they get a new one. His love was way, way beyond the puppy stage.

5 Comments:

At 4:57 PM, Blogger Sabine said...

Awww... I must not tell you when he's rotton. :) Thanks for this, Helen.

 
At 4:13 AM, Blogger - Christine said...

This was so touching! I'd want a son like Benjamin too

 
At 11:55 AM, Blogger Sabine said...

Let's hope he's a bettor spellor than his mothor.

 
At 1:24 PM, Blogger Indigo Bunting said...

At 44, am I allowed to say, "That last sentence rocks"?

 
At 8:48 AM, Blogger ntexas99 said...

indigo -- don't you know that at 44 there are no rules? They stop after you hit 40.

helen -- this was so perfectly constructed ... that last line pierces even the hardest heart. Such a beautiful capture.

 

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