Please
Author's note: This was a test to see if I could do one of those 100 word drabbles. I think it worked...
Rating: G
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“Please?”
“No.”
“Jonathan-”
“Martha.” He warned.
“Look at his eyes. They’re so full of life and-”
“We can’t keep him.”
“-his curly brown hair is so soft. Please?”
“Absolutely not.” But she could see he was waning.
“He’s just what our farm needs. What *we* need.”
“We don’t have the resources to feed another mouth right now, honey.”
“He’s so tiny; he can’t eat much.”
“You think he won’t grow?”
She kissed the little face before her. “He’s all alone.”
“Put the dog down before you get attached. We need to get those tulips soon or we’ll miss the parade.”
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