Stories tagged “died”
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Maybe a Good Night?
I heard Nathaniel’s sentence stop in the middle. I could tell that he had more to say, but I didn’t feel like wriggling it out of him. Once upon a time I would have. I’d learned how to understand their expressions, tones, and other th...
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Grandpa, Dear
The only time, the only time, I really only shed a tear - Was when I thought of you, And how you’d disappear. I never thought, I never thought, That today would be the day – When I’d hear the sad words, That grandpa went away. It bro...
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Tradition is the Illusion of Permanance
The house is silent. No playing children, no christmas music; only the reminder of the fallen’s absense. Beverly, with a delicate, aging hand, holds strings of garland between her fingers. Plastic beads slither from a box and onto the floor. An u...