A place of his own

As soon as the front door shut behind them, clothes started dropping. Shoes were kicked down the hallway, pants and shirts fell outside the kitchen, a bra was flung overhead and landed on the ceiling fan blades, boxers draped over the side table lamp cast a blue aura over the room. He fell backwards over […]

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Chapter Two: moving out

A little over 22 years ago we brought her home. Tomorrow we’ll load her car and her dad’s truck with all her possessions and she’ll move out on her own ~ 652 miles, 11 hours, and four states away. There is nothing more I can say about that… Submitted as part of Shell’s “Pour Your […]

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