Comin’ Home

Black And White Photography, Emilio, Photography

It’s been a year abouts since I been gone. Couldn’t much stand bein’ alone after Martha left. The house is all I got now. It don’t look like much but with a little time I could get it proper again. If I wanted. She promised she’d never leave, but some promises can’t be kept. I know that. And it shouldn’t have been a great surprise, what with the nearest doctor a couple hours away. They’re restin’ now, momma and child. Just waitin’ for when I come join them. Martha and the little one. Name would have been Jamie. Like mine.

17 thoughts on “Comin’ Home”

    1. Than you, Jane. Years ago, I used to belong to a group that would post a photo and you had to come up with a story of no more than 100 words. I am reviving that challenge for myself with this image.

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    1. I did write a book once. I love Dashiell Hammett, Raymond Chandler, and James M. Cain. So I wrote a hard-boiled detective novel but never did anything with it. Now, out of the blue, I seem to be interested in the west and find myself gravitating more and more towards books and movies and artwork influenced by it.

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    1. Thanks, Thom. Joe let’s me contribute here every once in awhile. And I’ve been kicking around the idea of starting a blog again. If I do, I’ll let you know.

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