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.
The challenge: a year profiling people I have known, using a word count equal to my age. I'm taking weekends off!
5 Comments:
Awww... I must not tell you when he's rotton. :) Thanks for this, Helen.
This was so touching! I'd want a son like Benjamin too
Let's hope he's a bettor spellor than his mothor.
At 44, am I allowed to say, "That last sentence rocks"?
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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