Inkii held the black hard bound book close. She couldn't believe her eyes, she now had possession of the book her grandmother once owned. What was going to do now? She started to cry ”I miss you Gandma'ma, I miss you so much.” she whimpered into the book cover. Eventually she found herself fast asleep the book tucked under her arm.
Then Inkii began to dream. She dreamed of rhubarb pie, and pick nicks with her grandmother when she was little. She laughed and played with the illusions of butterflies her grandmother congered. She dreamed about happy times growing up.
 Keisha MaKainn · Tue Feb 06, 2007 @ 08:55pm · 0 Comments |
