This blog contains travel tales and sundry stories of 100 words or less.
A Bit Of Tree
Wednesday, September 9, 2009MELC, Willits
Mattia was toying with his finger. He seemed to be bothered by it. I asked, what’s wrong. He said, There is a bit of tree in my finger. I couldn’t quite get what he meant until he showed me the splinter in his finger. It was a bit of tree all right. Later, Maria asked where Matt is. Elena said, He is still in the toilet washing away the dirtiness in his body. I could not contain my laughter with these stories so they stuck in my brain.
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