Living in the Past

It was an elaborate Christmas table, with the white lace cloth, red candles and the best china and crystal that she could afford.

She cut four slices of the Christmas loaf, and tears rolled down her cheeks.

The family that she lost long ago, in an accident, smiled at her from the framed photo on the mantelpiece, and sang in unison “MERRY CHRISTMAS ….. “

Written for 3LineTales

Three Line Tales, Week Forty-Seven

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