http://slow.writerscafe.org/shmarol The original writings of author shmarol en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776032333 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Her skin was pale but always warm. She held me close…what I miss most. In my memories she is always laughing. She was more mischievous than most would ever know. The most cheerful, loving, perfect woman I’ve ever know. I miss her terribly. I would hold her cold, dead hands if I knew it .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shmarol/618589/ “Are you awake?” She places one foot on the first step of the stairway.The crack in the wooden step creates the faintest sound.Up the stairway, up the bedpost, over his pillow, and precisely in his ear.“I’ll be down in 10 minutes!”She stands, foot still on the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shmarol/617666/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shmarol/617205/