Ginny.
By jolono
A chance encounter at a graveside gradually unfolds into something quite unexpected.
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Ginny. ( Part 1)
My mother and father were married for almost sixty years. He’s been gone now since 2006 and Mum in 2010. Here’s the strange part. Though they were...
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Ginny. ( Part 2)
She held my arm as we walked to the pub. For some reason it didn’t feel strange. It felt natural. I sat her at a table by the window and went to get...
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Ginny. ( Part 3)
I heard her say the words but I found it difficult to comprehend them. For some reason I took my hand away from hers. “Sorry Ginny. Did you say you...
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Ginny. ( Part 4)
It was 2.30pm, and on a Friday I knew exactly where Uncle Ted would be. The Stanley Arms in Bermondsey. It was a tradition. The pub put on food and...
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Ginny. ( Part 5)
It was after seven and the Scotch was still coming fast and furious. I’d been up on stage twice, once for “That’s Life” and once for “Summer Wind”...
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Ginny. ( Part 6)
I’m one of three kids. I have two sisters. One older and one younger. Barbara is the eldest and now lives in Australia with her husband Ray. She’d...
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