The gift of time


Image Credit Jesse Williams

The rigors of the day finally over, Pearl Diner is where she headed to. Going there everyday to relish her favourite broth & also to pay a visit to the waiter who reminded her of her mother both in looks & kindness.

Since the last two days, she noticed a man in his late fifties constantly staring at her. Feeling uncomfortable, she gathered up enough courage to confront him. Questioning him, she understood that not long ago, he lost his young daughter to a freak accident and Rina reminded him of her.

 We come here for the same reason and I’ll be more than happy to share my time with you, dear uncle.

  110 words  

Acknowledgements : Thank you Bikurgurl for running the challenge. The challenge is to write in about 100 words based on the prompt. For guidelines please refer here. Thank you all for stopping by reading.


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  1. I love the way the woman confronts the man and then calls him her uncle as they begin to share, understand, and have empathy towards one another. We all are battling something, kindness cures all. Thank you so much for joining us again this week with your touching tale ❤

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