by liz- » Sun Apr 29, 2012 5:23 am
"We need to give it an name." The child said. "I'll call it Aida". The mother looked at Aida and at the child. "But she isn't ours, she will be for a while until her owner appears." The mother said, not waning her child to create expectations. "But if it doesn't appear?" The child asked. "Then we will think." The mother said, coming into the house. The father stroked Aida's head and opened the gate for the dogs. "Now that everyone's home, i'll lock the gate, come on." He called.
Max barked. "Come on, let's go in" He told Aida.
As if a plane crash were timely
there's no good time for bad news