(Author’s note: I turn 41 tomorrow. There’s a lot going on. Let’s just get to it.)
Inside A Dream
by Miles H. Rost
Delia’s eyes grew wide at the organizer on her daddy’s desk.
“Daddy, can I have paper clip?”
Her father looked down and smiled. His beautiful 6 year old came to work with him, due to inservice days at school. He sat down and lifted her onto his lap, and plucked a silver paper clip out.
Delia worked her fingers, bending, unbending; like lightning she moved. Daddy just closed his eyes, taking the quick break that he was hoping for.
He opened his eyes, and looked down at Delia, who had made a house out of one clip.