After violently tearing page after page of happy faces frozen in time from the album she lit the glossy plastic covered things on fire and unceremoniously dropped them in the bin.
“Photographs of other people’s memories
remind me of a life stolen from me.”
she explained to her befuddled neighbor.
~Melanie Thomason
Powerful words.
thank you
An excellent piece. Not at all befuddled!
Thank you, Chris.
Hm… Nice twists….
Thanks!
You remind me that I have boxes of my MIL photo memories… and no one left to make identifications…