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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2021
Submitted to Contest #89
Through the blue sky, the artificial chirp of the canaries echoed through the morning air. At the bottom of a certain chestnut tree, Anthony’s casket was lowered into the ground, leaving Mrs. Leigh, a wife without a husband. The audience around the tree cried, holding their black skirts in bunches, their black ties being used as handkerchiefs. Friends and family had gathered at the chestnut tree to mourn the well-known, well-liked Anthony Leigh. Not a dry eye was in sight but no one ever noticed Evelyn as she was, not without Anthony.&...
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