Tuesday, July 24, 2007

Fiction: Memory Of A Friend


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She was fun. We could talk for hours. Horses, dogs, Irish verse. Myths, memoirs and novels. We would exchange cookies at Christmas. She had a laugh, loud, straight from the belly, almost a guffaw.
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1 comment:

  1. Kanani2:08 PM

    Hey, yeah... I don't mean to bum you all out, but everyone has a friend they've had to let go of, right?

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