After a break
“Lets meet again in a few years”, she said, “once we are more mature”. I agreed.
We were young and loved each other deeply, but somehow couldn’t make a good couple.
We met again, few years later at the church – she was the bride and I was there to conduct the wedding, as the Minister.
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Hi
This is a very evocative story, which I enjoyed as with all the stories on this site.
I just wanted to let you all know that I’ve blogged about you on my blog, Fusion View, an East/West view on writing, culture and the arts. (I am a Malaysian-born writer based in London). The specific link is at http://zenguide.typepad.co.uk/fusion_view/2006/05/micro_short_sto.html
All the best
Yang-May Ooi, Fusion View
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