Almost

Her bag’s packed, hidden under their bed. Stashed inside is money, a ticket and pretty red heels.
Any day now.
Any day.
Decades later, sorting her things, I’ll find her dusty suitcase next to a shoe box
filled with photographs of me.

 

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