Short Story: The Path
A small, wooden box rested in her hands. Her full-length gown swept the floor as she walked the mourner’s path. Posture rigid, head facing straight ahead, the woman’s small, brown […]
A small, wooden box rested in her hands. Her full-length gown swept the floor as she walked the mourner’s path. Posture rigid, head facing straight ahead, the woman’s small, brown […]
“The life of the dead is placed in the memory of the living.” – Marcus Tullius Cicero Today is the anniversary of my grandmother’s death. It’s been three years since […]