When she lay down the letter after reading it three times, it was tear-stained. She cried of astonishment, of joy and delight, of fear of the times that lay before them, of pain of the loss of their parents and of love. Of love to her brother, to her parents, and to a man, she didn't even know, but who tried to ease her pain, although she was also a stranger to him.She couldn't understand how someone could be so nice and unselfisch. She looked at the concert-tickets and the backstagepasses and she was moved to tears again. When her brother came home and saw her crying he thought that something bad must have happend.But then she showed him the letter and he understood, that she wasn't crying because of something bad, but she was crying of luck.He took her into his arms and they stayed like that for a while. She knew their life had changed, but above all the grief they felt, this was probably going to be the time of their life.
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2 comments:
That was a beautiful story. Thank you for sharing. I hope you consider continuing to write as you are very good at it. Thanks again.
I agree, that was a beautiful little story. It was very moving and meaningful, and I really enjoyed it. Thanks for sharing!
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