Silent scream

I recognised my sister Alison’s handwriting on the envelope.  Puzzled, I opened it - to find a plain sheet of paper.
    Not a word.
    After that dreadful quarrel five years ago over Mother’s locket, Alison had stormed out.
     ‘I’ll never speak to you again!’
    And she hadn’t.  Far too proud.
    I looked down at the blank sheet of paper and realised that she couldn’t bring herself to write to me.  Still too proud.
    But this was a cry for help.  Someone had to relent.  It was time to forgive.
    I picked up the phone and dialled her number.
Janice Robinson 


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  1. A very nice story. A dear sister could make so much out of even a blank page sent by the other!
    Enjoyed going through it. Thank you Janice Robinson for sharing this story. God bless and best wishes.

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