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Breathe of Fresh Air…

Last updated on August 19, 2020

“Is he ever going to come back?” little Mason asked

swallowing the hideous sob Harley replied “no honey it’s just you and I now” little Mason pondered over the words just his mother said and in strong conviction he voiced “Good I never want him back. Don’t you worry momma; it’s just you and I against this world” and squeezed his mother’s hand.

touched by her son’s gesture Harley couldn’t speak but, squeezed back his little hand in reassurance that she heard him, heard him loud and clear.

Sometime betrayal of love is not that bad as it is painted. Sometimes it’s breathe of fresh air we needed.

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