‘Ladies and gentlemen,’ the boatswain announced. We are slowly approaching 2021.’
‘I don’t know about this, Sweetheart,’ Clara told Alfred.
‘It looks so awfully small, beautiful though it is.’
‘Of course,’ he reminded her,’ That’s because it’s so completely new and untouched. Once we really get moved in, things should work out quite well.’
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Thanks for reblogging my post ~
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You are always Welcome….
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Great take on this picture. Offers all sorts of possibilities.
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Thanks Hokey It reminded me of a miniature world of its own
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Great take on the prompt , Larry 🙂 Size doesn’t matter… or so they say 😉 I really injoyed your flash fiction! xx
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I wanted to know more! great story Larry!
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