Has it been so long
Before I compose today, i want to apologize to my loyal friends. All three of you. You read more of this stuff then my own partner does...he lives with me. So I'm going to post a bit of fiction today, built around the line: Nobody has ever loved me as much as I loved him. Understand that my life is in a bit of flux these days. Work is still as stifling as ever to my creative soul, so I learn to cope with that, I'm sure I'll get to here once and a while. On the show. Grace pulled hard on the frame causing the picture to not come down, but to merely rotate slightly on it's hook. She sighed and pulled at Frank's picture again. In it, he had put the boys to bed and was holding a finger up to his lips in a sign of silence. The expression was of the hidden glee a person experiences when all responsibilies are removed. He was enjoying the silence and wanted it to continue for some reason. And Grace had snapped the picture. The dust did not move from the once top-now side ...