Just Write

“What?” I asked.

 

“Write,” she spoke quietly.  “Just write.  You used to do that all the time.”

“But, Mom, what if I have nothing to write about?”

“The words will come.  Just write,” she closed her eyes slowly.

Her lips mouthed the words, “promise me.”

And, with that, she was asleep.

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