Never Again
Fifty-word story [17]
They lived a quiet, simple existence in the cabin. The forest, a meadow, and red foxes were their neighbors.
Edith prepared supper every night while James tended to the woodstove or read the paper.
One night, it dawned on him: We’re running out of time.
She never cooked alone again.
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Meg Oolders shared this. I hope you will bring it back again so your new readers will see it. Lovely!
That is a sweet story.