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Wonderfully written chapter. I loved this part - "but it was never long before the boys’ eyes would drift back and catch on each other and their cheeks would flush, just a little. Such an intimate impression in the photograph but it is lying under the bed on the floorboards, whispering under the dust that lingers on its surface."

Beautiful. I loved it. Well done.

Captivating. So wonderfully executed, I adore ficlettes with charged emotions and angst!

"Outside rain tumbles down like rose petals from a dying fading bloom. The sky is mottled and dark as it withers like flowers do." Two perfect sentences.

Please come back and keep writing!

there's some completely amazing imagery in this; i love it.

continue. :)