A WHOLE YEAR

 

AWHOLE YEAR

It’s been a whole year since Petedisappeared.

A year of running the farm alone, gettinga second job to put food on the table, and answering the children’s questions thebest I could.

The scars have healed now and a kindof peace has descended, but I couldn’t help wondering if he’d ever turn up.

Then I turn the TV on this morningand there’s a news flash.

A picture of Pete’s car being hauledout of the river.

I really thought they’d never find him,but he’ll be bones by now.

Nothing to worry about.

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Thanks to Fleur Lind for the photo that prompts this week's slew of stories from Friday Fictioneers. To read them all, follow the frog link from   https://rochellewisofffields.files.wo...