Muddy Literature
Sep29

Muddy Literature

The picnic finished abruptly when a sudden storm fell over the spot where the family was having lunch under a tree, close to the river bank. Screaming and laughing they picked up their things in a hurry and went away in their carriage towards the big house. He was left behind on the ground. He couldn’t scream: wait for me! He had many things to say but had not a loud voice. Always quiet and patient, this time his silence had left him...

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