# 55 Fiction.. :)

Irrevocable Words...:)

Though every syllable felt like a lie she knew she had to come clean, He knew too..It was now or never..
The words finally stung him loud and clear "We shouldn't be friends now!"

A warm tear trickled down and she thought....Every Time you walk away you take a piece of me with you..!!

A Street Seller :)

He knew it would be a beautiful day since the moment his first customer said Thank You to him. Never had a person spoken to him with such kindness. Although he couldn’t sell as many sweet-potatoes as he did everyday, content resided in him.

Those two little words filled the void of respect inside him.

#55 Fiction!!

He QUITS!!

He was shocked. Marlboro. That was his choice too. He was reminded of the day when he too was around sixteen. His first puff meant a sign of being a man. He smiled with a tinge of sadness. Tears poured as he pictured his teenage son smoke. A little too late but, finally, he quit.