A Bottle of Time

A Bottle of Time

He continued to walk with his head slightly down. I watched him walk away. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. He walked up the hill onto the football field. At the top of the hill, he stopped, waved then walked behind some trees. At that moment, I lost sight of him. I covered my mouth and started to cry tears of joy, of gratitude, happiness and a drop of grief.

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Published on September 13, 2018
Published on September 10, 2017
Suzanne is an Author / Writer / Columnist / Educator. She is the author of the children's picture book, The Black Velvet Jacket. Suzanne is an instructor at Concordia University in the Centre For Continuing Education. Her column Living in the Now can be found in The Suburban Newspaper, www.thesuburban.com. Suzanne's column Keeping it Real can be found at www.westislandblog.com