The Grey Woman

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Nobody knew the name of the grey woman who lived by herself in a grey house on the edge of a grey cliff that overlooked a grey sea. When she died, they did not know who to call, for she had never had a single visitor in all the years they had known her.

Among her belongings, they found three battered diaries crammed full of poems, two withered roses, and a quilt sewn for a child that never was.


This is for Three Line Tales. Thanks to Sonya for running the challenge and Frank McKenna for providing the prompt photo!

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