Saturday, 30 August 2008

Love Across the Generations

A Postcrossing story for Trevor, Michelle and Landon in USA

It was the time of transferring.

My Grandfather weak, gasping held me tight and said “when you survive, tell the truth as it was, don’t make villains out of misguided men.”

The truth told but now words of then burning; my children will find only happy memories after my death.

1 comment:

  1. Thank you for our personalized short story!


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This blog was inspired by First 50 words where you freewrite from a single word prompt. I use random words or images to create flash fiction in formats ranging from twitter postcards to short short stories.