The Train Ride
The Train Ride Phillip stared out the window, watching the drizzle. Black clouds roiled, pregnant with a storm on the way. A biting wind blew tendrils of sleet and rain across the platform as...
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Sad and moving writing, Scayde!I like the way the reader is drawn into this tale by your evocative descriptions.Looking forward to more ~ Bruce
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I remember this one, Sis! A very sad tale indeed, you catch the mood so sincerely. Great to see you in the Short Stories forum! My candle burns at both ends, it will not last the night.But Ah! My foes...
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Thank you Bruce, I appreciate your reading and commenting on this piece. I did try to bring the senses as well as the mind in on this particular piece. The coast has always been a very stirring place...
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LOL...Yes, I remember your piece as well...I believe it was one which found it's home in the winner's cirlce It's good to come by for a visit...I've missed you !*HUG*
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ScaydeThis is so bittersweet.When someone is so sure that things are one way, then find that they are wrong, it can be a crushing thing.I was right with this one each step of the way.You painted a...
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Joelsz...Thank you so much...It is true..we often take for granted something so precious to us..so dear..and procrastinate, vacillating on our intentions, until someone else makes our choices for...
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