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It was just as he remembered it. Nine panes of glass, no letter box.
Once you were on the other side of that door, no-one gave a toss what became of you. That was the main reason you were there.
Unwanted, unloved, born out of wedlock and frowned upon by society.
How times had changed.
He took an axe to the door, throwing the weight of years of anger and frustration behind every gut wrenching blow. He deserved this. The wrecking crew would be here shortly to flatten his past, but by then he would be long gone.
I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes!
In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too.
On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts.
From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives.
We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
I like the way the anger seeps into the story at the end…
I imagine he gained enormous satisfaction from his actions.
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This is a powerful story.
a great story Di! Well written!