Story in captivity

The story lay captive on the library shelf, waiting to be discovered, but the right reader had not come as yet.

It needed a particular person to know what the trauma meant, and what caused it.

The story had started in the same library, two decades ago – meeting someone, an attempt to escape the world outside, being hauled out and then, landing back on the dusty shelf.

 

Three Line Tales

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