One old battered shoe lay abandoned in the middle of the hallway.
Just like Charlie to leave it lying there. He always had been careless.
Lorna looked down at it, tears starting to flow. Six months gone, and she still couldn’t bear to throw this last pretense of presence away.
Image by Pezibear from Pixabay
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Awww, a sad but poignant tale. :)