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She heard him at the bottom of the stairs, the excitement pulsed through her with every creak as he climbed. She closed her eyes and listened to her heart beating as she waited for him to find her.
They say good things come in three’s and this is the third photo from a set I really enjoyed.
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Last week I posted a picture from a series taken a couple of weeks ago, it was one of three I really liked and I wanted to share. That picture was the easiest choice as it was less revealing, a safer choice but the other two still played on my mind and I decided I’d be brave and post a more revealing one this week.
She loved little collectibles shops, the smell, the hidden treasures, people’s lives laid out in the objects they loved.
A rare photo album was her favourite, she’d flick through the pages of strangers smiles, holidays and family celebrations She always felt a little sad that someones memories had been lost amongst the bric a brac until the day she found her own. Resting her walking stick against the table she turned the empty pages of the dusty book, it only had one photo left, a photo of her. Her frail fingers ran across the photo as the memory of that time ran through her mind. It had been her awakening, he had turned on the lights and she shone so brightly for him. Never had she been more alive than when he had loved her.