The Witness - Hidden #writephoto
I moved from rock to rock carefully signalling my twelve-year-old son Derrick to follow me. The rocks were covered with green slippery moss. I did not want either of us to slip and fall into the water. I was a single father living with my son Derrick in the house just a little distance away from the stream. My wife Mary had suddenly disappeared a year ago
Published on November 27, 2018 02:06