He put me and my son out the door, and after 20 years I heard the doorbell

I could not think…

Він виставив мене з сином за двері, а через 20 років я почула дзвінок у двері

Well, divorce as a divorce… I replied to the reproaches of her husband and opened the door of the wardrobe with clothes – Help me to collect things!

— Collect myself… And my dog don’t forget retarded! – roared the man from the room, informs Rus.Media.

The husband barked, and the dog saskatche…

— Mom, what do you mean “moronic”? — intervened in the scandal of our 7-year-old son.

— Here mom look at her – roared the man Is simply the incarnation. Lives the definition of the word!

— Son, that’s a bad word, Pack up the toys and get dressed, we’ll go to Granny’s — without the distraction of the fees, I replied.

— And why dad calls you that? – do not let son.

— Because daddy is a bad man. You know? do I Quickly get ready!

— Dad retarded? – with all the naivety again asked the son.

— Come here, my lips get! – jumped out of the room a man.

— He doesn’t even understand what the word means. Just ask! For you to beat him together? – I pushed him back.

Here, he grabbed all my clothes from the closet and threw it in the entrance. Then flew toy box son and the dog… the Door before us slammed shut.

Since then, we haven’t seen for almost 20 years.

He recently showed up with a bouquet, put up…

I have another family now, son has finished University, went into the army. About dad all this time, no hearing nor spirit was not. We never even talk did not mention, I swear…

Just rang the door, opened it, is smiling…

— Sasha! – I called my son, Come look who’s here…

Son left the room, I have a large rose above the Pope’s head…

— Hello, son. Know? my husband straight began to Shine, looking at his son.

— Of course, found out dad nodded Sasha, you know I just realized the true meaning of the words that you have spent…

— What word son? Are you talking about?

— Retarded…

With these words, the son slammed the door on him.

Then he paused, thought, opened the pantry, pulled out his old box of toys. Again opened the door and threw that box in my father…

All the good in this situation. But I could not think that the 7-year-old child will remember the very scene of a lifetime…

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