Status: Finito.
The Other Things.
commitment.
Florence is a red-head, wide blue eyes, and bold smile always showing through.
Axel met her before he went into the service, and lost all contact with her.
This morning, he was playing a tarnished harmonica. “It’s Florence’s favorite song, Miss Victoria,” he reminded me as I stopped to deliver breakfast.
He didn’t eat though, and couldn’t seem to stomach lunch either.
Days like these, when he gets a violent sense of nostalgia, are tough on him.
“You should date a nice boy,” he told me with a melancholic smile. “I hate seeing you so sad all the time, Miss Victoria.
Axel met her before he went into the service, and lost all contact with her.
This morning, he was playing a tarnished harmonica. “It’s Florence’s favorite song, Miss Victoria,” he reminded me as I stopped to deliver breakfast.
He didn’t eat though, and couldn’t seem to stomach lunch either.
Days like these, when he gets a violent sense of nostalgia, are tough on him.
“You should date a nice boy,” he told me with a melancholic smile. “I hate seeing you so sad all the time, Miss Victoria.
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I'm really starting to like this idea. It's got a nice chopped-up flow to it.