Here he stood, still asking so much of her. She always obeyed what he asked of her, or at least tried to as best she could. What she wanted wanted material though. It wasn't a new dress, a new book, or a new room to play in. It wasn't the need to go outside or to have a new playmate to keep her mind preoccupied. No, what she wanted was so much more and yet so far..
She stared back at him with big eyes, unsure what to even say. He had given her so much, yet none of it was what she really wanted. Was it selfish of her? Probably. Yet here he stood, hand stretched out to her, waiting for a decision. "But your son will be there Razor... It should be more about him," she replied faintly as she looked at his hand once more. What she wanted was within reach, but would it be forever? Soon enough, the girl reached out to lay her hand happily in his own.
She stared back at him with big eyes, unsure what to even say. He had given her so much, yet none of it was what she really wanted. Was it selfish of her? Probably. Yet here he stood, hand stretched out to her, waiting for a decision. "But your son will be there Razor... It should be more about him," she replied faintly as she looked at his hand once more. What she wanted was within reach, but would it be forever? Soon enough, the girl reached out to lay her hand happily in his own.
