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"I'm off duty!" She grinned. Then she reached for her bottle of lotion.
"I really like you, and I want to make you happy. Since I am off duty, this won't be against the law." She added.
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Reaching down, the old man rubbed his leg, feeling the sensation of his own fingers. He had sat by the grave site, sharing the way his life was now, not in words but thoughts.
Deep inside, he felt like she could hear him, it was like she knew.
Then turning to leave, gathering his coat against the cool Winter rain, it was almost like Lynn was there, smiling at him.
It was always like that.
He felt himself smiling back as he walked away.
- COMMENTS
magmamanover 8 years agoAuthorI came here today to reread this tale I wrote. I have a reason.
In just a few weeks I will once again make my annual trip to visit my late friend, just like I have done now every January, for so many long years to take her the single yellow Rose.
There was another friend, also a real therapist, she read this tale and commented awhile back.
As with my story about Lynn, most of the mention of her was truth, some not of course.
We have sadly lost contact.
I doubt very much she will ever see this post, no matter. But if she does, I want to say thank you. And yes, I loved you also.
And to let her know, this trip?
It will be my last.
To those who enjoyed my work, thank you. To those who do not, what can I say?
MGM
