This is a drabble (100 word story) about someone who's run away from home.
Coming Home
Copyright 2012 by Heather Rose Brown
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I reread the last few words of my father's letter.
"I'm so sorry for the way I reacted. It broke my heart when I lost your mother. When you said you weren't my son, I didn't really understand what you meant. I'd planned to apologize the next morning for what I said to you that night, but you had already run away to your aunt's house. Please come home."
I looked out the front window of the bus and noticed the distant lights were looking more familiar.
"I'm coming home," I said as I wiped my cheek.
"I'm coming home."
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So sad...
...but with hope! Thank you!
and then you still have to decide what to do. ― C.S. Lewis
Love, Andrea Lena
Coming Home
How sad, yet full of hope.
May Your Light Forever Shine
Great story
This story is wonderful just as it is. It's full of hope, love, and forgiving.