
Lighting the candle, closed her eyes, and she remembered the times when they ate too much chocolate, drank too much wine, but laughed together, until their stomachs ached.
If she closed her eyes, her beautiful smile would always be there.
Always.
Books by author Diana Coombes
Lighting the candle, closed her eyes, and she remembered the times when they ate too much chocolate, drank too much wine, but laughed together, until their stomachs ached.
If she closed her eyes, her beautiful smile would always be there.
Always.
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
Such a poignant story. Is it in response to WDYS prompt? If so do link it so that I can include it in the round up post! Thanks
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