Standing on his front porch was a woman he guessed to be in her fifties, holding a plate of cookies. She had introduced herself and they had spent a couple hours sitting on the porch swing, eating chocolate chip heaven and drinking milk, while they chatted. There was a quiet grace and charm about her that reminded Ryan of his Mom. During that conversation, he found out that Ann-Marie was actually in her late seventies and that her husband had passed ten years prior. They bonded over death and chocolate. ~Crisco~ Week 21 story #astoryaweekchallenge #amwriting #ifeelproductive
Posted on: Mon, 04 Aug 2014 18:50:22 +0000
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