She sat on the porch watching the sun take a sink reminiscing on days gone past. There was something about the sunset that made him beam with smiles. There was something about the ambience that struck their heartstrings. Nature propped up the bridge of their romance. But things gradually began to fall apart. A wall of divide slowly came up between them. Though they shared the same room, they were miles apart. She wondered what had happened. Eric was cold and withdrawn. There was something deep about his silence. She wished she could see through him. Maybe through the veil.
Marjan Sierhuis
30/6/2023 10:38:49 pm
A story that deserves a second reading to be truly appreciated. Well done, Thompson.
Thompson Emate
3/7/2023 10:43:27 am
Thank you, Marjan.
Rashna Walton
1/7/2023 11:53:45 am
A mysterious tale.
Thompson Emate
3/7/2023 10:46:14 am
Really?
Sue Clayton
2/7/2023 08:02:37 am
A romance as cold as the setting sun, but at least the sun will rise again in warmth..
Thompson Emate
3/7/2023 10:49:40 am
True & right. Comments are closed.
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