Eight Maids A-Milking – (day 8)

by
Chuck Allen

Ben wished he could cry, but no tears ever came. He didn’t even feel the picture he cradled in his hand. His eyes were tracing the curves on her face. Those perfect cheeks and playful dimples had brought many a smile to his face. In fact, Ben smiled just looking at the photo.

“She’s beautiful.” Jack’s voice cut through Ben’s thoughts. (Read More)

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