C. H. Richard
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My passion is and has always been writing. I am particularly drawn to writing fiction that has relatable storylines which hopefully keep readers engaged
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Girl Left In Maine. Content Warning.
“The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window!” I could hear Aunt Alice as she slowly whispered these words to the eager ears of three eight-year-olds who looked petrified around the campfire.
By C. H. Richardabout a year ago in Fiction
Pink Skies
Portsmouth Harbor, New Hampshire- 1904 My hands held tight to the soft white linen with the embroidered initial of my wife Loretta. The handkerchief, which I found tucked under a loose floorboard in our home was a not a gift from me. Nor were the letters that handcrafted fabric was wrapped around. At first it brought me tears that my young wife twenty years my junior had betrayed me while I was at sea. Then when I came out of my despair another feeling came forward. I placed the piece of wood under my bench near the starboard.
By C. H. Richardabout a year ago in Fiction
