As I wrote his name, the pen shook. Like the words knew they weren’t true before they were splotched onto the paper. I was so good at writing how I felt. Writing about pain. But when I tried to write something nice about our future, the pen laughed.

One thought on “Premonition

  • Reply Lambertz Wilfried April 6, 2019 at 8:45 pm

    Super nice as usual ! ??

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