Happiness. It's relative.
Posted on September 24, 2014 by Jan Wilberg
How can you be sure what she said?
She speaks another language.
I can tell by how she turns her head,
Looks in the direction she wants to go.
We would do well to listen to her
Her child’s heart knows its home.
Category: Marriage, Family, Dogs, and CatTags: short fiction, writing prompt, Yeah Write

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I’m curious about your title, “The Wish.” Is that referring to the subject’s desire to go in a certain direction?
Yes – a longing or a wish.
I agree with Kymm. So much can be gathered from body language and tone of voice.
Yes. Follow the one who knows her heart.
Some languages are universal. Nicely done!
Sometimes body language is all the language you need!