FFfAW: Time to Leave

Time to Leave The boats were full, despite the lateness of the day. Ingrid paused, her foot poised on the gangplank as she looked back at the town. Her throat tightened as tears threatened to fall. How could she leave? The place was central to all of her memories: she'd married Jimmy in the church on the market place;... Continue Reading →

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