Tag: money

"I want that balloon, pappy." I hear her clamorous voice across the garden. I've heard it somewhere before. She's pulling a man, with slothlike pace and an arched back, behind her. With a ragged smile he buys the balloon and gives it to her, bending with great efforts. "Old man." I snigger. Resuming on my way, I glance at my reflection on a car window. Ironically, my face looks much older than her Grandpa. Atleast he has his grandchild. I give a sad nod & sit on the edge of a bench obscured from the bright sunlight due to the untrimmed bushes. My daily spot to spend time with myself. I wasn't always so alone. Even I had a family- family, even the word makes me ache. Let's focus on the brighter part of my life, shall we? I brought up my father's business, turned it into an empire. An empire the world would remember for ages, but will I? I've never had much...