General Fiction posted April 5, 2023

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Sunday Walk

by Mario PIERRE

She cups my face in her delicate palm and her eyes sparkle. Her cheeks flush with anticipation. “Would you walk me home, darling, like you used to do, Sundays after church? Cutting across the fields, holding hands, relishing spring’s fresh blooms and gleaning white lilies?”
I marvel at the array of blue-green veins beneath her quivering hand. Emerald streams flowing through dry, parched land.
“Grandma, it's me, Elijah! I promise I’ll visit again next Sunday.”

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Reminiscences of a fading memory.
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