Ckise

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“Hey Sam,
Glad to know youu’ve achieved it again.. I ‘m proud father. I guess.. this time I want you to become more responsible so am gifting you something special.. how about Ckise , dada’s dear puppy . as you know we had her mother and grand mother..
Stay in touch , keep mailing
Dad ”

Even after separation I was dada’s dear kid.. we lived in a town far away from his. From time to time he kept mailing me and sending me gifts. Each of his gifts had a meaning and they were meant for me and solely me..
But this time dada delayed it.. I thought he would have got stuck with something and couldn’t send. Mean while I kept decorating the new abide for Ckise .. each day I would run back from school with a new idea and would spent hours I thinking I will give her that ,I will take snaps like that and so on.. but one fine morning I was shocked to see dada’s mail

‘’ hey Ckise ,
Hws u ? hws ur sissy Sam??? Both doing well huh? Will meet u both soon
Dad”

I didn’t know what to do . dad’s dear puppy was neither with me nor with me.. probably stuck I somewhere between.. I couldn’t stop my tears.. what would I tell him?
Would come so that I’ve showed my true color at the beginning itself? Would dad stop mailing me sending me gifts? Would he ever talk to me?? I left lump in my throat..
I cant let dad know this.. he gonna be really hurt.. he was so fond of Ckise ..
I realized it was time I got to be responsible I soon drove to the movers who were supposed to bring Ckise..

“sorry ma’m we hav made the delivery at the right address.. you weren’t there so your neighbor mr… he searched the file Fernandez took the delivery.. he said he would hand it you as soon as possible..”

“but I don’t have a neighbour called Fernandez” I said in a desperate tone..

“ma’m don’t you live at 461D , Marrena park Willington ?? “

“No… its Marine park!”

“oh sorry ma’m the sender had wrote the wrong address.. now u may get it from one at marreena park..”
“thank you “

“I must say ma’m . the puppy was a lovely one..”

“I know” .. and I crossed my fingers.

I hurried to a common store and bought a packet of biscuits for Ckise.. I dint even forget to get a bunch of roses for people who had taken of Ckise for so long


“ oh Ms. Samantha I feel so sorry for you. I took the delivery for my neighbor. We have a boy named Sam next door . His father had a coronary attack and they were at the hospital.. He couldn’t recover .. I could hand the puppy yesterday only after the funeral.. the puppy had a tag ’ for you …from dad’ . The boy believes that his dad had send the gift before his departure..”

“but that was my dad’s gift ..” I cried..

“I ‘m sorry miss…. I can’t help you… “

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As I rang the door bell a lady in black dress opened the door and greeted me .Her eyelids were swollen with tears . I saw a boy almost 10 years younger to me with Ckise in his lap.. he was brushing his fingers through her hair… I would have run to her hugged her tightly but I dint…
I saw a man’s photograph with candles lit

“sorry I’m late…” hearing this the lady and the boy cried terribly and he held the puppy close to his heart..

I left the bunch of roses there and walked away realizing God had made the delivery at the right address.