***She thought this window was clear a moment ago. Touching the glass now, it felt cold and she could no longer see the garden. A moment ago he was walking there, picking a few rose blooms for her, she was sure of it! Now the sun had disappeared, the grayness must have swallowed him and even rain shown through the glass. “I knew I saw him…it was sunny” she thought, desperately. Then that old familiar unraveling began again.
That is REALLY good! I was thinking of writing something – but I’m a bit intimidated now!
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Don’t make me laugh😂
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Better not read the rant then. I can get mad easily 🙄
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Ha ha! I have been warned!
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.Wonderful. Great use of the prompt
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Thanks!
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Good take sharyl! ❤
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