55-Fiction on Sunday? Who knows? It could become a habit. 😉
And before I knew I had hit ‘send’. I experienced disbelief at my decision. Then a sense of loss and finally relief. It was time to let go. Yes, we had had good times. But I didn’t need him any more. “Be happy” I whispered and pictured the little girl thrilled with her ‘new’ computer.
And before I knew I had hit ‘send’. Would he respond? Was the profile picture what he really looked like? I couldn’t stop thinking of him. I had to know if he was the ‘one’. The last time I had seen him was when the nurse took him away from my arms. My little Roshan.
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