Grandpa Jim’s old farm cottage lies empty and cold. Paint faded and chipped and cracked.
Mel arrives not knowing the state of the place. Or the state of her feelings. Grandpa Jim always seemed mysterious, even distant.
Even more distant now.
A short story about reslience and relationships and trust, that asks the question, can we ever truly know our family?
Genre: Literary Fiction
Mel arrives not knowing the state of the place. Or the state of her feelings. Grandpa Jim always seemed mysterious, even distant.
Even more distant now.
A short story about reslience and relationships and trust, that asks the question, can we ever truly know our family?
Genre: Literary Fiction
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