1917

“1917” appeared in Blueline: A literary magazine dedicated to the spirit of the Adirondacks, 2001.

 

Excerpt:

Mother sat on a fallen log at the edge of the clearing.  She had taken down her hair and undone the top buttons of her shirtwaist.  Livy was just about to call out to her and enter the clearing when she was stopped by the expression on her face.  Mother looked happy, her head tilted back, the sun on her face.

Livy turned around and started back through the trees, wincing at each sound of a twig snapping under her feet.  She would not be the one to bring her mother back.

 

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