Posted by: ranipari February 2, 2012
Short story < 50 words
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 We were shopping for our anniversary ring. He put his arms around me
as we were peering through glass shelves.

“Thud”, I heard something fall.

It was him, he had a stroke.

He’s lost his memory, I’ve been fostering him ever since.

He now thinks I am his nurse.
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