WAITING.TXT

by Afril
(cl) 2000 GFA

A Short, but powerful tail of Waiting

She stood outside her hut and looked for rain. Prayed for it daily. Rain would
make the crops grow and feed her family. It would put the straightness back
into her husband's back - he who stood so proud looking at the fields which
were his and his fathers and his father's father.. But now it was bent in
shame, as if He was the reason no moisture had come to slake the parched thirst
of the land.

He talked about leaving - One less muzzle to feed. But she would have none of
it. She may die, her children may die, but they would die as a Family. So she
stands and waits to see if rain will come This day.

The End..?