Her facial expression was one of radiance, as she proudly pushed the buggy along the pavement in the High Street. She paused, gazed in through the window of the Early Learning Centre, enthralled as much by the decorations, as she was by the goods on display. Smoothing her skirt and pulling around her the worn blue duffle coat, she continued her journey. Regulars smiled as they passed; strangers, after peering into the pram, frowned and shook their heads.
Later, in her bed-sit, lit merely by two advent candles, Alison stared at the television and daydreamed that one day …
Lisa Williams about 7 years ago
oh bless her X
Roger Noons about 7 years ago
Hi, I'm pleased that you understand it. A few members of my Writers Group didn't.