Letter

[marval]

A young man, living away from home, writes to his parents.

Dear folks,

I feel miserable because I have to keep writing for money. I feel ashamed and unhappy to have to ask for another hundred, but every cell in my body rebels. I beg on bended knee that you forgive me.

Your son,
Marvin.

P.S. I felt so terrible I ran after the mailman who picked this up in the box at the corner. I wanted to take this letter and burn it. I prayed that I could get it back. But it was too late.


A few days later he received a letter from his father. It said:


Dear Son,

"Your prayers were answered. Your letter never came."

[maggiebee]

OMG great one marval

[excelsior-1]

very very good