Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Is it too Late?


Marlin quietly opened the door and was shocked to see his kid and wife laying on the couch with a cake on the table.
He looked at his calendar and brushed his brows in a pensive mood while cursing himself since the deadline at work made him miss out on another important event at home. 
Assured family once again to be around, and they accept his apology and continue with the celebration. 
Episode repeated again and again to which the family gets fed up, and packs and leaves his home for good.
Just then the phone rings, Marlin frowns upon the number nevertheless answers it, and to his astonishment makes him spring up from his chair and drive to an address where vehicles with luminous lights are parked neatly with their sirens muted near the vicinity.
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