Caitlin had her father’s eyes. She kept them in a jar on the mantelpiece. Most people preferred a clock up there, or maybe a nice vase. Something to wedge bills behind. Caitlin liked the eyes better.
This is also my 300th publication (264 works and 36 reprints), so a bit of a milestone. I have allowed myself a brief smile of celebration before getting back to work...






Oh, that was so wonderfully chilling! Well done, Simon! :)
ReplyDeleteThanks, Madeline. I'm happy with "wonderfully chilling"!
DeleteCongrats, Simon. You should smile ALL DAY. And then get back to work.
ReplyDeleteYou are awesomely prolific.
ReplyDeleteReally enjoyed that one, Simon. 300? THIS IS SPARTA!!!
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