They sat quietly and thought about the words that had been said, thought about their pasts, their families, themselves. In the stillness of the room, their thoughts touched and their feelings mingled as the shadows of the blinds moved slowly across the table and the warm sunlight crept across their skin. He felt it. She felt it. There was something, they both knew.
January 23, 2016 at 4:00 pm
Great paragraph, Joe!
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January 23, 2016 at 5:32 pm
Thanks, Larry.
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January 23, 2016 at 4:12 pm
Both this and “A Prayer For Rain” surpass my ability to comment. You are getting really good at this.
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January 23, 2016 at 5:32 pm
Thanks for sticking with me, Lee Anne. I appreciate your encouragement.
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January 24, 2016 at 4:45 pm
This. ❤
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January 24, 2016 at 6:16 pm
Thanks, Ashley.
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January 24, 2016 at 4:46 pm
And P.S. I almost thought you were gone for good.
So nice to hear your voice here again. 🙂
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January 24, 2016 at 6:19 pm
And thanks for that, too. My farewell of a few weeks ago turned out to be more of an adjustment of my perspective.
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January 24, 2016 at 10:49 pm
Sometimes that’s such a healthy thing. Glad you’re back, sir! 🙂
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