Memory 25
Your table in the kitchen had four different pictures. The oldest was a picture of you and your sister standing beside your dad. All of you were dressed in ridiculous Halloween costumes. The second one was of your military unit. The third frame contained pictures of your sister's children at various stages of development. The last one was my favourite. You and I on opposite ends of the couch reading different sections of the newspaper. Just like we did every morning. I loved the domestic simplicity of the picture. I liked the fact that you thought that picture defined us.
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100 Memories Of You And Me ✔
RomanceThis is a story I wanted to write and fill with pure love. I do not want to tell a controversial tale, just a simple story. No lace or fancy trims. A story of two people and some side characters. A story of two men who would have only ever met by ch...
