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My Grandmother’s Laugh

Tue, 31 Dec 2013, 10:33 PM (-06:00) Creative Commons License

I heard her laugh. Joyful, unrestrained laughter. The sound of it carried thru the woods. In the light of a full moon. Across the still water.

And then… I was awake. A thin crescent moon lost somewhere outside. The darkness filling the bedroom. Trudy lying beside me on the bed. 

It has been many years. And yet I heard my grandmother’s laugh.

Happy New Year

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