At times the children would sing and clap and wonder of wonders, at those times, the mice would hold hands and do a round of quaint dance.
Took that balloon, ran and gave remaining balloons, money and said something in her mother ear. Shook her hand in air. I could see a million dollar smile in her face.
This was the girl I was waiting for since the last few minutes, but now meeting her was no longer useful. The payment will always remain due.
…That’s the next best thing in my favorites list.” I replied, slightly bewildered. “You don’t give up?” he pressed on. “Why would I…”
I was focusing my tired eye at towards the grave plainness of the place when I heard the shrillest cry ever.It was the girl’s and I followed her voice.
Editor’s Choice – Short Story: He often thought what happened to the those Red Balloons when they go up. Do they go up to the skies and become like the red morning sun.