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Thank you to Rochelle for Friday Fictioneers!
Papa’s Always Right
“You are too trusting,” Papa says.
I take Papa’s words to heart. Yet, when Rolf of the exquisite blue eyes and bright smile tells me I will be safe in this dilapidated cabin that looks as if the only occupants might be mice, I trust him. Heart and soul.
The sound of footsteps crunching through underbrush wakens me. When men burst through the door, rifles raised, I inwardly sigh.
“There’s no one here,” one soldier says gruffly.
“I tell you I left the resistance girl here.”
From my perch high in the pine, I think: so much for nice smiles.
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Nice post!
Thank you! 🙂
Delightful read.
Father knows best. 🙂
Great fiction story.
Thanks so much, Jude! 🙂
My pleasure.
Great story! Good thing that her mind watches over her heart and soul.
Yes, definitely one instance in which her heart would have led her to a bad place. Thanks so much! 🙂