Her Fondest Memory

Her Fondest Memory

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Leaning over, bracing himself on the rails of the hospital bed, he placed a soft kiss on her forehead. Wiping the tears from his eyes yet again, he slowly lowered himself on the chair where he’d made his home for the last…

His Love

His Love

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The pen felt awkward in his hand. He gripped it so tightly that he feared it might break. He wasn’t good with words, but this task was more important than most. Maybe that made it even worse, more awkward. She was leaving…

The Faith of a Child

The Faith of a Child

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I turned. Mr Hallaron walked over. He’d put his hat on and was pulling a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket. He lit one up just before he got to me, probably because he knows I hate it. I looked down…

His Wild Flower

His Wild Flower

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He looked down at her hands wrapped in his, their fingers twined together as they had been probably millions of times over the last 46 years. He still remembered the first time she had taken his hand all those years ago. He…