Reblogged from Van in response to this week’s photo prompt…
They were never intended for our eyes.
They were evidence. Family secrets. A life ruined.
Sue’s Photo Challenge
But there they were. The telltale photos.
Glued onto yellowing pages. Hidden at the bottom of the chest.
Beneath embroidered lace, sterling silver platters.
Two leather-bound albums. Both smelled of patchouli, dust and despair.
On every page, there was someone missing. He had taken the scissors and carefully cut out his face from every family photo.
It was to foretell his future…
Continue reading the rest of Van’s story here…
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