(Story topic from 100wordstories.com)
“Would you like to play a game?”
“Son, not now, I am really tired.”
The little boy says nothing. His head droops and he trudges back to his room.
Rohit watches his son as he closes the door. He sits down. The incident had triggered some old memories and images of his father flash through his head. He vividly remembers how his father had neglected and abandoned them. Even today, these thoughts fill him with disappointment and anger.
For a while, he is motionless. Suddenly he gets up and walks into his son’s room. History would not repeat itself.
Zynga makes me eat my words
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