For something different, I have written
a little back-story from the point-of-view of one of my other main
characters.
Here's Louie's Story
Louie sifted through the
charred remains of his home. Not much
remained. He picked up a scorched jewellery
box. Holding his mother’s precious possession
brought a tear to his eye. His mother
was gone. Gone, as swiftly as the
firestorm that had engulfed them.
He opened the lid of the
box, and his heart skipped a beat.
Photos. Probably the only remainder
of any treasured memories he owned.
As he flicked through them,
one caught his eye. The old black-and-white photo showed
a lone man leaning against a fence. Louie
had never seen it before. Due to the
fire damage, the man’s face was unrecognisable, but Louie could just make out
the words on a sign in the corner. Di Rossi’s Vineyard.
He turned the photo over.
The writing that was scrawled across it read, Johnny, Yarloop, 1965. He frowned. Yarloop?
Where the hell was that?
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