Tag: Photograph

The odd breakfast club

  It was her very first memory. Or so she told herself and everybody else who cared to hear about her memories. It was not the best conversation starter or enabler at a party. However, she fared better with the story at small, intimate dinner parties.   For at […]

She truly had known better

She just didn’t know anymore. She could only shake her head as she stared up at the moon.  Supposedly they were all watching the same moon and stars. But nothing rang true anymore.  They were all uninhibited, laughing and reminiscing. But nothing felt right. They were all one, one […]