Diamonds

I freely presented to him diamonds
-"Idiot! Why you want to give me broken glasses?" He said to me. 
I am sorry. No problem at all
It was a misunderstanding.
I put the diamonds back in my pocket
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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