Our existence defies the odds, our parents’ second set of identical twins—a one in 70,000 chance. Even more improbable that they married at all: his balding head, shabby overalls, shoes mended by duct tape. She applies her make-up and curls her hair daily; she stoops to fluff up the carpet where he has laid and flattened it. An unlikely match. An improbability. Even more improbable that they met at all: a poor farmer makes his way to the twenty-third floor of a stock brokerage firm, hoping for a job; a young woman enters the elevator, presses the twenty-third button.
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A good and thought-awakening read; despite their distinct social statuses, physical dispositions, and the ever intruding societal expectations and seeming criticisms, it is nothing short of awesome that some of our parents crossed paths.
I loved this walk through a microcosm of microfiction improbability, which landed the existence of the author. Nice touch!
If you inherited the world and lost your sole what was it all worth
People are so busy with everything that they for get about the one who mater’s the most jesus.read John 3-16. In the Bible and you will know how much God loves you. Thanks for reading this.
None of what you said has to do with this microfiction story and is about your personal belief system. What did you think of what the author actually wrote?
Enjoyed this…
Nice! Fun, too.
Thank you!