Photographs with the missing head

For as long into the past as I remember, there hung on the wall above my grandparents’ bed a glass-framed black and white photograph, which I could almost reach when I stood on top of the bed. In a large chest of drawers, more photo albums were kept in the bottom drawer where the past could be paraded in disjointed events before my eyes.

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Psychological thrillers writer, wife, mother, weightlifter, gardener. Stolen Truth on Amazon. https://henyadrescher.com

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Henya Drescher

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Psychological thrillers writer, wife, mother, weightlifter, gardener. Stolen Truth on Amazon. https://henyadrescher.com

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