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The wait

Sneha

This week’s story for the Three Lines Tale challenge.

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Grandma used to sit with a ball of wool, knitting mechanically, every evening on the porch.

Every day around 7.30pm, she would get impatient and start knitting hurriedly, her eyes fixed on the gate until 9pm when she would return inside dejected and go to sleep.

Later I came to know, when grandpa was alive he would always come back home by 7.30pm from work, never late than 9 pm and grandma would always greet him at the gate with a smile.

 

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Published by Sneha

Published Poet and Writer. Expect to find Poetry, musings, Microfiction and more on my blog. Writing is my catharsis. I enjoy reading fiction and sketching.

11 thoughts on “The wait”

      1. Very realistic imagination!! For me, just tonight, I kept looking out the window for my husband to come home from work while I was cooking. I like to watch him pulling into the driveway. The moment I took my eyes off, he was in the house already. That was why I responded to your poem the way I did… xo

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