Watching the lights – #Writephoto
She stood under the bridge…watching. Through the window she saw exactly what she expected, the perfect family seated around the dining table. She could see it all so clearly even as the tears briefly blurred her vision then rolled down her ice cold cheek. The children were perfectly dressed, perfectly behaved, and the perfect image … Continue reading Watching the lights – #Writephoto
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