Listen

Listen by Tiffany Greenfield www.eleventhhourfiction.wordpress.com

 

As he listened to the sounds of summer, he could hear every note except the one he missed the most.  It had been weeks since he had felt her presence in the field.  She was gone and the once joyful music in the late afternoon sun, now a death march in his soul.

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