I returned home after 15 years. My land, My Mexico, its
Mehico for me. I drive by Red Mtn Deli and so many memories have come flooding
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| PC: Jean L. Hays |
I came here for my first date with Gina. We practiced with
our first band in the garage here. Pops used to give us milkshakes for free. I
had my first heartbreak here. I was here with my friends when the announcement
on radio came for me to join back my brothers in the army. This is the last
place I saw my friends saying a tearful goodbye.
All of this before our Red Mtn Market and Deli was attacked
by terrorists.
This post is written for Friday Fictioneers
We are facing war here, and this strikes a chord.
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping by Reena :-)
DeleteHope the situation changes to a peaceful one.
A life wrapped up in a location. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteThank you Iain :-)
DeleteFlood of memories all coming back. Nostalgic!
ReplyDeleteThank you Abhijit :-)
DeleteGood story
ReplyDeleteThank you Ce Ayr :-)
DeleteI wasn't sure where this was going until the very end. Nicely done---memories that resonated with me, for sure.
ReplyDeleteThank you Linda :-)
DeleteThere's nothing terrorists can do to wipe away memories. Nice one
ReplyDeleteMy FriFic tale!
True that..Thanks for dropping by Keith :-)
DeleteVery nostalgic piece, Well done.
ReplyDeleteThank you Violet :-)
DeleteLives begun and lives ended, and all too soon. Your narrator carries a great burden of sorrow.
ReplyDeleteThings sometimes stay deep buried...
DeleteThanks for dropping by Penny :-)
Didn't see that ending coming. Very heartbreaking.
ReplyDeleteThe emotions of the main character are very well portrayed.
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