Memories of engagement came crashing back.
We’re honoring the memories of hero’s, lost love, and ancestors as we count down to Memorial Day 2016. Join the revelry. Reply to our posts with your own Memorial Day six word story. Fiction is more fun with you.
Tandy remembered her mother’s curious smile.
The blinking slots rattled and roared.
She touched the hair bracelet, dreaming.
She sometimes ate tiny crab tostadas.
The trail was perfumed with lupin.
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She didn’t understand wild mushroom anything.
She fell into the starry sky.
They reeked of smoke and ice.
She fed them meatloaf and novenas.
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