Coming here again after 20 long years was some experience. The trees had grown taller, bulkier and fence wasn’t in a good state. But the shady lane was still the serene place it used to be in my younger days.
Standing here and reminiscing, I happened to look to the other end of the lane and couldn’t believe my eyes. It must be an image created by my brain I felt. I could have sworn that Jackie was waiting in the sunlit path with her horse as she used to do those long years ago.
Tentatively, I started walking towards her. Expecting the image to disappear when I got close……
Written in response to CCC, hosted by Crispina Kemp