To keep a childish heart – a sad 50-word photostory

The toy was found twenty years later, behind the wardrobe. She washed it, smiling as she remembered the tears and tantrums when it was first lost. Hanging it to dry, she anticipated his face when finally reunited with Bobsy. ‘Rabbit,’ he said that evening.… More

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All that matters – a 50 word photostory

We’re falling apart and there’s no-one left to put us back together. We just let things drop where they will. My finger on the stairs, your leg in the bathroom. We hold each other so gently, secretly measuring what’s left. Soon we’ll just be lips kissing our love to oblivion.More

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