Mr. Gale's Tale
She used to love chasing storms. But that was before she'd been to hospital.
Now she leaned her head against the fogged-up window of my jeep in her haze of meds. So I asked Dorothy,
"Shall we go?"
And she just wrote a sad sideways 'No' on the car window.
Now she leaned her head against the fogged-up window of my jeep in her haze of meds. So I asked Dorothy,
"Shall we go?"
And she just wrote a sad sideways 'No' on the car window.
50-word story, photograph by Lisa Falzon
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ReplyDeleteHappy Wombwreck remembrance Lisa!
May the gales howl madly and the seas toss ships aloft in your name and may they be broken upon the rocks and forever silenced those that think to curse you!
Oh happy days
^_^