There once was a photographer who lived alone. He was not lonely because he filled his walls with the many pictures that he had taken. One night, he was in his dark room going through the prices of developing his pictures. In the corner of several of the frames he saw a dog that he had never seen before. He was surprised that the animal had made it into his picture without his noticing but he shrugged and went about his work. After, he made himself dinner and went to bed.
The next day he was at the park taking pictures and he was surprised to see the dog that he noticed in his pictures the night before. He assumed that it must have followed him and went back to work. That night he was back in his dark room developing his photographs from the day. He was once again caught of guard when he saw a boy that he had not noticed before. He wondered if he was getting careless and needed a vacation. The next day he was surprised when the boy from the photographs was at the park. He began taking pictures of him and soon the two started talking. He was delighted by the boy’s imagination and happy spirit.
That night, in the dark room, he smiled as he developed the boy’s pictures. He gasped as he saw a woman in the bottom right corner of one of the frames, He was sure he would have remembered is he had seen her that day because she was the most beautiful woman that he had ever seen. He felt anticipation bubble up inside of him as he hoped that he would see her the next day at the park. He had planned to meet the boy there so they could continue entertaining each other with stories.
At the park, he looked around anxiously for the boy. When he arrived, he was not alone. He was with his mother, the woman from the pictures and his dog. They had all appeared to the photographer’s camera before they came to him. He fell into a conversation with the woman and could not believe how quickly time could pass. The three agreed to meet again the next day where he spent hours laughing with them and taking their pictures. Soon he asked the woman to have dinner with him and it seemed like no time had passed at all when the two decided to get married.
Every night the photographer examined his developing prints closely, but they held only the happy images of his world and his new family. Until one night, when he saw a small child lingering in the bottom of a frame. The next day, his wife told him that she was pregnant. When she wondered out loud if the baby would be a boy or a girl, he bet her 20 dollars that it would be a girl with dark hair like her mother and her father’s bright blue eyes.
