“Wow! This is a scenic spot. Where is it?”
“Ah! I have no idea! Found this at the Goodwill store down by Papa John’s. You know the place?”
“Oh, yeah! Bought some of my best antiques there! But shh… tell no one!”
“Haha… yeah! I just bought it for the frame. The picture came with it. More tea?”
John picked up the teapot and Marina complied.
Their conversation went on for another half hour but John’s eyes kept drifting toward the picture. After Marina left, he finally had time to reminisce. Time to trace the rough edges of the pond that sat snugly inserted between the remote but lush greenery of Corbine National park. Time to remember his beautiful girls sleeping at the bottom of its undisturbed murky surface, away from prying eyes of a world that wouldn’t understand what it means to love. To truly love…
For Jen Goldie