Wednesday, November 18, 2015

782 - Migration,

When she looked out of the window of her office to check if it had stopped raining, she saw a rainbow in the sky and that, towards it, hundreds of monarch butterflies were flying; but before she could smile for such picturesque scene, her phone rang and, forgetting about everything she had just felt and seen, she picked it up, angry, and went on her day like if nothing had happened.

The end.

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