Monday, November 28, 2011

Joy Is Fleeting

Lacey pirouetted about the room, giggling with the unbridled enthusiasm unique to young children.

Evelyn was scarcely less bubbly than her daughter. She hugged
Robert enthusiastically. New dance shoes JUST in time for the recital? She was delighted he’d found money for them. Lacey leaped herself giddy as his wife kissed him warmly. It was a good day.

The dying light of the fall sunshine cast errant beams about Robert's heart sank as the clock showed him the audit would now be done. This happy day would end badly. Everyone would soon know where he’d “found” the money for those shoes.

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