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Facing the moon Prt2.

*****Read part one Here ***** The railroad tracks just a few metres from the house clanged loudly as the old train slowly and steadily moved on them. It was no passenger train for I had never seen any soul on it. It was one old container train. Mianga wasn't so far from our small getaway… Continue reading Facing the moon Prt2.

Series · short story

Facing the Moon

Leon promised to check on the cake as I walked out, with a promising smile, that his apologies would work this time.I stood out of my/ our little cottage since we both had invested our savings on it. Although I remember contributing more than him. I remember it being a very cold night, and the… Continue reading Facing the Moon