Short Stories of a Dad
Just one story?
Previous ChapterNext Chapter"Sarah" I said to my little daughter who was playing with her toys we got from Pinkie Pie. "It's bedtime" The time was 8:30 and the moon was just peeking up from the distance.
"Ah" Come the sound of my daughter in disappointed "Five more minutes" She tried to do the puppy eyes on me again, but it was her bedtime and it was Monday which means she needs to get up in the morning for school.
I chuckled "If you want, I can tell you a story that my dad told me when I was your age" Sarah's face turn from sad to overjoy because she always love a good story and so she jumped into my arms, I just managed to catch her on time and carried her to her bathroom. (carefully not to fall on her other toys)
I put her into the bed, pull the cover to her chin, sat down on the end of the bed and told her one of the story that my dad told me. The famous Just-So Stories.
after the story was finish. Sarah was in a deep sleep, dreaming about Rhino and the Parsee. I smiled, kissed her on the forehead and walked to the door to shut. Once I shut, I turned to see Octavia with a happy face on her.
"That was beautiful Georgie" She said as she hugged me. "You must tell me another" I lifted an eyebrow "Just one"
"Their not call 'just one' honey" I answered with a smirk on my face " They are 'Just-so Stories'"
And after that. Me and my wife went into our room so I can tell her.... another story.
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