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A mile out of the village, I took one last look behind. That one unlit house amongst the twinkling lights seemed to stare back at me. I blinked away the tears, and took the road ahead. It was finished. I was never going back.
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Written for Kat’s weekly Twittering Tales challenge, and inspired by my 13YO daughter who advised me to write something sad and lonely for this one!
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Wonderful. She has a great future ahead of her!
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How do you know it’s a she?
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Because daughters normally are!!!!
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Ah, you meant my young muse… thought you meant the character in my story! Sorry, it’s late!
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Thank your daughter for her suggestion. This is a lovely bittersweet tale. ❤️
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I will. She’s an inspiration to me every day.
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Poignant and powerful.
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Thanks so much!
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Poignant.
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