Friday Fiction – Morning Tea
She gazes placidly at her hands. She’d read the expression red raw in many books but never seen that phenomenon in real life. Wet they were like scrubbed carrots. Creased, discolouration buried in the...
View ArticleWhen She Dozes Off – Fiction on Friday
It was late. She hadn’t checked how late. It hurt to think how little sleep she would have. Before having to get through the next day. The boy stirred and wiggled himself more comfortably to curl...
View ArticleMonday in one picture and the words I needed to hear
My Dear Friend, Oh how my heart ached to be able to lift even one corner of your burden for you. I know you are strong enough but it would be wonderful to just be there for you anyway. I could hear...
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