A girl, her father, and a single letter. Sometimes, even the smallest of conversations can help heal wounds or cut them back open.
Set in 1987.
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Written for my Creative Writing class
Dedicated to my mother, who dies 12 years ago. And to everyone who has lost someone very dear to them. Thank you for reading, and I'm sorry for your suffering.
Source: https://medium.com/@divyasingh2...
A girl, her father, and a single letter. Sometimes, even the smallest of conversations can help heal wounds or cut them back open.
Set in 1987.
***
Written for my Creative Writing class
Dedicated to my mother, who dies 12 years ago. And to everyone who has lost someone very dear to them. Thank you for reading, and I'm sorry for your suffering.
Source: https://medium.com/@divyasingh2...