Rose sat in the part of the park that light didn’t reach. Around the edges, people moved like ghosts. The odd sound of laughter crossed the air, where she received it like a lost language.
Beyond purgatory, buses went to places that didn’t exist anymore; cafes, bars, cinemas, and home.
Patrick Mc Loughlin is an English Language Teacher in Ireland and dabbles in writing. He also dabbles in painting and music and someday hopes to do more than dabble. He lives in the west of Ireland where it’s hard to concentrate.
Fab!
Thanks Julia!
Congratulations, Patrick!
Thank you Eileen!
Love it Patrick!
“part of the park that light didn’t reach” love this!
Also love your bio!
Rosemary
This was like a painting where the figures move in Harry Potter. I can really see it!