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The Train Station

Posted by Nancy Lou Henderson in short story | 4 comments

Tom straightened his tie then put on his hat. Why did he have to make this business trip? He hated that Train Station. He only went there when there was no other choice. Memories began flooding his mind increasing his anxiety. She told him she would return, but he had waited hours before a policeman took him away. Elsa put on her hat, coat and walked to her nightstand. She carefully took the picture from its frame, looked at the small boy in the photo then gently put it into her purse. Memories of that day long ago made tears roll down her cheeks. Why had she fallen ill...

And Now You Know

Posted by Nancy Lou Henderson in Blog | 4 comments

After being married to my soulmate, Frank, for twenty-nine years, on January 30, 1997, I suddenly became a widow. At the time of Frank’s sudden death, we owned and operated a Florist together in Bay City, Texas, and Frank also worked full time for Phillips 66 Refinery in Old Ocean, Texas. Frank and I lived in Sweeny, Texas, which is located about twenty-two miles from Bay City. Even though loving owning the florist and designing flowers, in the Summer of 1998, I decided to sale the florist, which would allow me to be closer to our home. Two weeks after selling the Florist, I was contacted...