Miriam Foley writes for an online
publication, and her short stories
and poetry have been published
in several literary journals. She
has recently completed a novel set
between London and Ireland.
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e says goodbye at the gate. Gives a final wave and walks down the road. She stands in the
same spot until she can no longer see him; watches him shrink to a dot on the horizon.
The thick grey clouds and the green fields make the perfect backdrop, like a scene from
‘The Field’. He doesn’t turn around once.
In her dreams he always turns, sometimes offering a simple salute, others, running back to
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