making memories

She sat in her rocking chair, her eyes full of light and joy. They smiled at you without her lips even making the slightest of a move. She rocked back and forth, slowly and steadily. “I remember it all,” she said as she folded her wrinkly hands around her mug of tea. “I remember everything, […]

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The Gold Lake

Layla had never missed her husband as immensely as she did today. The phrase “widow” haunted her,caused the hairs on her skin to prick up. “You filthy widow,” Her mother in law had hissed. “May God have taken you instead of Alfred.” Layla sobbed into the palms of her hands and prayed. The death of […]

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