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Suddenly one day she realized, it was not about how much she loved them at all, but rather that they treated her so shabbily, as though she was en entirely insignificant, and unworthy creature..... and that my dear, that was what  made her move on.  She stood on the hill, the icy wind biting through her old cloak, a frigid reminder of her decision to leave, she shivered.  She turned one last time to look back, her hair whipping over her ruddy cheeks and as she did, a single tear rolled down her right cheek "Goodbye" she murmured softly under her breath.  She turned back towards the  winding road her eyes tracing it up to the top of the hill where it disappered into the morning mists.   She began walking away from the house,  and away from all she had ever known.  She did not look back again.


Excerpt from a current story of mine Sinead's Tale, a part of the Raven and the Singing Stone, story collection.

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