Ebony and Frank

'Do you remember anything? Anything at all?' She shook her head.  'No snippets of vision, no names you remember? A landmark? Or where you lived? What it might have looked like?' Suddenly, old barn doors flashed in her mind. Just the doors. Closed. 'I don't know. Maybe.' She stared at the ceiling. At the circle... Continue Reading →

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