Patricia relished her nights at the symphony, letting the music infuse her spirit with beauty. And sometimes, with just a bit of ever-elusive hope. But since her husband had said it wasn’t ladylike she never played her violin again. Even after the divorce.
Regret is sometimes a choice…
26 May 2014 by catewrites
Posted in Creative Writing, Short Fiction | Tagged hope, love, micro fiction, music, relationships, sacrifice | Leave a Comment
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