First-Line Friday #268

Dear Henry, Love Edith

by Becca Kinzer

Henry grimaced, not sure which irritated him more–the persistent ache in his knee or the relentless voice in his ear.


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11 thoughts on “First-Line Friday #268

  1. April 18, 1861 Washington D. C.
    Most days, I could pretend that my life was normal.
    From In This Moment by Gabrielle Meyer

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