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I wake up to find a huge stuffed dog on my bed. But, you promised a live one, Dad!

I run downstairs in search of you. Your golf bag is missing.

I call Mom at work. She tells me not to disturb her and bangs the phone down.

Great! You play, she works. Isn’t this Sunday simply awesome?!

Just then you walk in.

Happy Birthday, sweetheart!

I sulk, refusing to reply. The shadow of a smile flickers on your face. Like a conjurer you take out a furry something with a tail from underneath your jacket.

I shriek, in delight.

100 Words on Saturday - Write Tribe

Prompt: The shadow of your smile

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