The glove fall from charming hand. Now It lay on the dusty road.
And her new live does not like the former life.It is similar to a snake sting.
It only sat dexterously on the gentle hand yesterday and hug the loving fingers foundly. And today it lay like crucify frog on the dust road. Tenderness under weight of tires is crushed.
The gloves leaped and started to jog toward running cars, and she looked at the car's windows. She hoped to see her gracious hostess.
And here is a hostess in a magnificent car that stopped on the intersection. In the car a trigly dressed woman sat. The new beauteous gloves hugged her charming hands. The pleasure of a glove guickly grew dim.
The beauty icily looked at an unhappy glove and he car dashed away. And the glove alone lat on the road.
The story about love
© Copyright: Галина Харитонова 2, 2022
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