I stretch a little, and lay back on the bed. I know it right away when sleep isn’t on its way… My body is exhausted, but I know I won’t get off easily. Not for a while, that’s for sure. So I think about my day, and review the chores and shopping I have…… Continue reading M – Part Fourteen
Via Today’s Daily Prompt: Identity She was accused of fakery. Of not showing her true self… “Be yourself!” they’d insist, “Be authentic, for crying out loud!” She knew she was changing the shade of her very being, depending on who got to peek at a part of her soul… “What are you afraid of,…… Continue reading Chameleon…
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“All I ask for,” she started, as she brushed the sand between her toes, “are large hands. I would want him to have hands big enough to hold all the pieces of my heart…”