You said you’d always love me. I said the same. Your hand touched me, soft, like swansdown. Unseeing, I folded my body inside the comfort of your embrace, nestling into your feathery warmth.

Too late I felt you move apart, your wings opening wide as you lifted upwards and away.

Pauline writes mostly crime, and has a novel published on Kindle in her pen name Paula K. Randall, Hangman’s Wood. She also enjoys writing in short bites. See more at wivenhoewritersblogspot.com.