Welcome to Tuesday
Tales, the place for weekly FREE READS! Click on the author's name and go to
their blog. When you finished reading, return and move on to the next one. This
week we’re writing to the prompt ‘leaf.’ Thank you for stopping by!
“Of course. When your eyeballs open at three
in the morning.”
His smoldering eyes stilled into the faraway.
Mom looked haunted; her eyes fixed in that
blank stare I knew all too well.
"She's no more than a fall leaf in the
wind, Son."
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