Wedding Photograph

“I’ll miss you,” Joe said to Harry’s mum. And he meant it. No wife, no family. What did he have to look forward to?

As if she could read his thoughts the old woman put her hand on his arm. “Come with us Joe.”

He’d met her gaze and he knew in an instant what she was saying.

“You and Glad are still young,” she said. “She’s bonny. You’re a good worker. And you’ve enough in common.”

He thought he could see a hint of a blush. Surely she should be ashamed? He’d opened out his hands and considered the stretch of his fingers. He wanted to spare her feelings by not looking at her.

To be honest he was shocked.

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