I think I'm too verbose for 100 word limitations... Woe me!

Trunk

For almost twenty-five years, it had sat in her trunk. When he was a boy, she would sometime take it out to study it, trying to figure out where her precious little angel had come from. For some reason, she could never bring herself to show him, even when he would ask countless questions revolving around the word ‘why.’ Eventually, she would tell him truthfully that he was simply the answer to every single prayer she’d ever had.

Now, she knew the time had come to open the box. When she held up the piece of cloth to her son, she couldn’t help but smile adoringly at him, at the blanket. Everything was set free now, and with this symbol, she knew she had to share her baby boy with the world.

Mmm cheese.

I vid, therefor I am.

The hardest lesson is that love can be so fair to some, and so cruel to others. Even those who would be gods.

Anne Shirley: I'm glad you spell your name with a "K." Katherine with a "K" is so much more alluring than Catherine with a "C." A "C" always looks so smug.
Me: *cries*