Little Michael and his parents traveled to the beach a few hundred miles away from their home town. Carol and John Henderson, Michael’s parents, were
Tag: #photoprompt
Absconded
See that picture on the wall of the girl with the flaming hair? She’s my sister. She was my roommate, but now she’s gone. She
The Tokens – #writephoto
Walking through the woods on the day of the autumn equinox, she found them. Tokens lying at the foot of a tree. Arranged in a
The Old Home Place
I look in the old hand-held mirror that I’ve stuck up on the wall. I glance quickly behind me, wondering if my mother is behind
Clouded Vision – #writephoto
The cottage was in the small village that was surrounded by moorland. The scenery was beautiful outside. Green, peaceful, pleasant. The village was sleepy, but
Copper – #writephoto
You could hardly see her as she walked down the old country lane. The trees were ablaze with fall color and her coppery-colored hair was
The Write Scribe 