Will Write For Food

Last night I was talking to my friend, Jhakka, on the phone and I was looking through some old stories. One of the micro stories she had written reminded me a little of a short story I had written for university a few years ago (won't say how many...). This story has perhaps more personal meaning for her and me, but perhaps a few other people can get a little enjoyment out of it.

It is not particularly brilliantly written, I will readily admit that. But it is about loss, it is about regret, and it is about letting go.

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