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FRIDAY FICTIONEERS...Questions and answers.

  
My dear mom-dad,
                      I have decided to do what you have been dissuading me from doing.  It is not because of our argument last night, no. Nothing can ever change my love for you and you know that. You are my heart, my soul, my universe! 
                  I need  to make this trip because I have to find her. I need to know the reason she dumped me in the garbage bin the second I was born; to know if she ever thought of me all these years; if she even remembers me!
               This is my last attempt, mom. Promise. 

                                                                                              Your loving son...

P.S.
    Mom, you are my mother and that is the ultimate truth!

Comments

  1. I liked the P.S. It indeed is important to get to the truth and find answers to all the questions for better or worse. Good one Shilpa :)

    -Shanx

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  2. Dear Shilpa,

    Glad you were able to link. Very believable story and a lot between the lines of this letter. Nicely done.

    shalom,

    Rochelle

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    1. Thank you, Rochelle! Glad you liked it.

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  3. A lot of heartache on all three sides encapsulated here, I suspect. Nicely done.

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  4. Search for origin - eternal quest of human nature! Nicely done Shilpa !

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  5. The search is on... we all need to know, if it is at all possible.
    good tale. Randy

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  6. I feel he thinks his parents may be jealous, most likely they are worried for the hurt he will probably suffer; again.

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  7. Shilpa, The first comment has disappeared, so here's a second one. He just needs to know, and I'm sure his adoptive parents in a way understand that. I agree that they're probably just worried about his feelings. Well written. : ) ---Susan

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