Heather Scott
Joined February 2021
58 stories
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Writing, to keep my sanity and make some sense of the world, while keeping watch over my five children as a single parent.
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My timbers
If walls could talk, you would hear me pleading with you, to reconsider tearing out sections of me. As it is, you just carry on with your day… as of yet, oblivious to my appeal to your sensibilities. If only you knew what had happened here, you might look at me differently, adorn me more majestically, run your fingers over me, as if I were a precious lover.
By Heather Scott3 years ago in Fiction
