Once upon a time back in 1927.
He put down the shovel for the last time and with an almost invisible smile strapped on his knapsack.
The walk home was to long for one day but he didn’t have an option. He needed to see her today.
The question he wanted to ask her was to important.
A charcoal-burner didn’t have the luxury of seing their loved ones more than on rare occasions.
This was indeed a rare occasion, infact the most extraordinary moment in his life.
A new job in the town was waiting for him and the possibility to become a breadwinner was finally in sight.
Epilogue:
He came home safe and sound and met her and she answered yes to his question.
And they lived happily ever after.,my granparents that is.
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