Friday, March 31, 2006

77/365 Ron

Ron falls for every boy his daughters bring home for dinner. Instantly anointing them his best pal, he shows them off as the son he wished he’d sired. When they leave or are let go Ron, broken hearted, impatiently waits for replacements to arrive.

2 Comments:

Blogger Helen said...

This one is so sweet...

9:35 AM  
Blogger ntexas99 said...

written beautifully, but it leaves the taste of "woefully pathetic" in my mouth ... oh well, hopefully some day he'll have a son-in-law he can adore

10:53 AM  

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