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Dribble Flash Fiction
Old Granny
by Sugarray77
Creak, creak went the steady rhythm of the old wooden rocker. Old Granny sat hunched over huddled inside her shawl gently rocking. With each motion she was again on the porch swing holding hands with her beau. He was going to steal a kiss... and she was going to let him.
Dribble Flash Fiction contest entry
Creak, creak went the steady rhythm of the old wooden rocker. Old Granny sat hunched over huddled inside her shawl gently rocking. With each motion she was again on the porch swing holding hands with her beau. He was going to steal a kiss... and she was going to let him.
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