I was lost in that moment of time. In her eyes, I saw Alice's twinkling eyes. In her smile, I saw Alice's captivating smile. In her glowing cheeks, I saw Alice's flawless ivory skin. I know I mustn't think about Alice anymore but fond memories are hard to let go, it would seem. As I twirled my dear nephew's Rose around effortlessly, I no longer felt the judging eyes of the world upon my back. But it was over as soon as it began. ஜ۩۞۩ஜஜ۩۞۩ஜஜ۩۞۩ஜஜ۩۞۩ஜஜ۩۞۩ஜஜ۩۞۩ஜஜ۩۞۩ஜ This is quite simply, a story of regret. I am proud to say that this little short story of mine has been published in literary magazines and won awards in several categories. Enjoy x Copyright © 2014
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