Tag: love
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Memoriam
This week, in the home that had been hers for twelve-and-a half eventful years, Honey, our much-loved Labrador, passed peacefully away. She had been ailing for some time with various afflictions which attacked her mobility and were causing her pain. It was time. She gave us all of her life. Until her last few weeks…
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A Meeting on Praed Street
She is sitting by the window and far away in her thoughts when the voice intrudes, asking quietly… “Excuse me, it’s Eve, isn’t it…?” She is sitting by the coffee house window, staring out at Praed Street and the passers-by who hurry against the rain. Hoods and high collars, hunched shoulders, plastic hats of…
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Meeting on the Motorway
He was driving home, not for the first but the third time this week, and he was tired. Paul’s weariness was an insidious thing, . It had begun not weeks but months since, an insistent fatigue beyond sleep’s cure with roots that grew a little deeper each day, spread a little wider each week; so…
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