A forty word piece of prose
In the desert of life, he was a calm oasis. He couldn’t talk, but he would always listen. All my beautiful angel, with fur, wanted in return – a full bowl of delicious food and the occasional rub behind the ear.
Books by author Diana Coombes
A forty word piece of prose
In the desert of life, he was a calm oasis. He couldn’t talk, but he would always listen. All my beautiful angel, with fur, wanted in return – a full bowl of delicious food and the occasional rub behind the ear.
I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school. View more posts
