In the Heart of the Beholder
"Daddy, look!" Bobby ran in the door, waving an envelope in the air. "We got the pictures from our trip."
Jack placed his hand gently on Bobby's head as he looked at the snapshots, and he forced a smile, struck by the dullness of his eyes as they stared back at him.
"Mama sure looks pretty, huh, Daddy?"
"She sure does – always has been the prettiest little gal in Childress."
He ruffled Bobby's hair as he turned away, his thoughts naturally wandering to the most beautiful man he'd ever known. But instead of envisioning the dark eyes, he thought of the bright soul within them; in place of the blond curls, he recalled the thoughtful mind; and rather than picturing a muscled chest, he imagined the tender heart beating beneath it.
True beauty that couldn't be seen with the eyes.
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