A story from Friday, November 12, 2010

Waiting

Every morning, she sits in the lobby, her purse and coat beside her. “My son is coming,” she tells the nurses. “He’s going to take me home.”

2 Critiques to "Waiting"

  1. The following was written by Mike on November 12, 2010

    Ouch! It paints the picture so well, with so few words while packing a real emotional punch to the gut. Nice one!!!

  2. The following was written by Gayle Beveridge on November 12, 2010

    A sad and poignant story.