Sixty years have now gone she thinks as she sees it from afar. Ready to move, she gathers her strength and taking one step at a time, she is suddenly aware of each sensation pulsating through her, she feels the grasses brush her legs, smooth and soft, unlike that night so long ago. As she had run for fear in the dwindling light, when these green weed braids had whipped at her battered legs, scratching, cutting her, like his hands had felt on her, harsh and unforgiving. She stops suddenly, gathering her breath in, realizing for a moment she had forgotten to inhale. I can do this she says aloud and takes another step. There is nothing to fear anymore, he’s been dead and gone fifty years, but this, this place still needs to be dealt with. She remembers how she used to love it here, until that afternoon, the eclipse had called her to come…
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Thank you Sue, what a grand surprise to wake to. You are the best😊 peace and blessings and have an amazing day😊
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I’m having a wonderful day 🙂
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Marvelous piece Kim 🙂
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Kim really is a great writer. Her stories are never flat. I find them plump, full of emotion and detailed imagery. Thank you so much for sharing this, Sue.
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I agree, Sue. Kim is always worth the read.
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