Joanne’s mind started to wander as she listened to the murmur of voices, especially Jack’s. She looked out at the most spectacular sunset. It was beautiful.
Joanne brought her mind back to the story. He was telling them how he met her. She had been on her knees in his mother’s room cleaning the floors. His mother insisted they be cleaned on Joanne’s knees. She squinted up at him while she continued to clean.
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Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of
The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She writes alone and with
Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. Find out more at
France and Vincent. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs.
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