Tiny shoes #BarAThon #FlashFiction

The sunlight glinted as it bounced off the jewels on the shoes on the carpet. She examined them with one eye closed, tapping her cane on the rug, deep in thought.

Nodding, she raised her voice and called out, ‘Lihua, come child.’

Timidly, almost fading into the opulence of the room she entered, Lihua entered tentatively and looked at her mother. Continue reading “Tiny shoes #BarAThon #FlashFiction”