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Photo copyright: Janet Webb

Marjory sat at the window and smiled. She might be almost ninety, but when people called at her tiny cottage, she noticed that their eyes always went to the cushion on the window sill. She knew they were wondering, was it her. Yes she could still turn heads at ninety.


When I saw this picture I was taken to a sitting room in the home of a fine artist: And a smile.

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    1. I was pleased with this story; and I know Marjory would have smiled. Thank you.

      Keith, I am not sure if my feedback on your stories is getting through. As I am getting a no permission to post box.

  1. Lovely story Michael. Funnily enough I also wrote about about a mature lady with red blood coursing through her veins and a twinkle in her eye.

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