140 words by 2 writers in Wellington & Portland

Stories filed under Daughter

gratitude, sky, work

I couldn't help myself, I tilted my head and looked to the sky.

by Aidan Rasmussen

Wellington — What did I find? That the sky was still there, my feet were still shod in my beloved tan boots, I was clothed and warm, there was food in my belly, I had a job that I was on my way to, a wife at home...

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