The World Is My Oyster Annie sat with her mother on the porch of the family home on Apple Pie Ridge. Rocking gently in the same chair where her father sat every night. He had passed on leaving Mama alone. She had driven most of the day through the Shenandoah Valley to get to the houseContinue reading “The World Is My Oyster – Flash Fiction”
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Silent Scream
Silent Scream – Prosery The rules of the conversation were laid out forcefully, explicitly. He was not to speak or interrupt, only listen. He was warned that if he became upset or enraged it would not be tolerated. These harsh words spoken by someone who supposedly loved him and a person he adored. These words so different fromContinue reading “Silent Scream”