Wedding Photograph

“We need something to do, something to look forward to”.  She stuck her hand in her pocket for her hanky.

The lines on her face were chiselled into the flesh. He remembered her laughing at them, like twins she said, in their uniforms. She looked so much older than the woman who’d waved him and Harry off to the Front a decade or so ago.

“Sounds like a new start,” he’d said.

He understood… more than anyone, what they’d been through.


It didn’t seem possible that Harry was gone. The kitchen still smelt of the Listerine they steeped his pyjamas in.

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