A stranger has come to visit me. She says she is family, but I have no family. No wife, no children, no parents, no siblings. Ive never laid eyes on her before. Nonetheless, I cant deny our connection. She has my clear grey eyes and ginger hair and the same distinctive jawline and cheekbones. And moreover, the tenderness with which she treats me in my fragile state, clinging to this world by a thread, says more than appearances ever could. She is sorry she never had the chance to see me before and she sheds a tear at seeing me in this state, and the gentle warmth of her hand round mine is all the comfort in the world. Finish the story here >> jlyou.org/1yEhJxI
Posted on: Thu, 04 Dec 2014 03:10:33 +0000
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