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A porch of memories

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PHOTO PROMPT -Copyright Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

It had been years she had last visited the summer estate. It was too painful to return after he was gone. But now she could no longer avoid it.

The minute she stepped onto the porch it all came flooding back – the happy memories of a time past; the laughter; the dreams that were made; the expectations that were created for a life that never was.

It was exactly like she remembered – with the Greek columns reminding her of her glorious ancestry.

But now, the words “Forever” they had carved at the bottom were gone. Leaving only “eve”. Her name.

 

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7 thoughts on “A porch of memories

  1. Such a sad, beautiful little story. I love the imagery of the letters remaining to form her name.

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  2. Dear Maria-Christina,

    Welcome to Friday Fictioneers.

    I felt Eve’s pain very deeply. There are always those memory joggers that bring painful moments to the forefront. Well done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  3. Very good. I was left thinking about how it ended, Eve and Forever lost. Sweet but sad story.

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