Save the last dance for me

This song was recorded in 1960 by The Drifters, and is another in my song title series of short stories. Tissues at the ready.  We met when she was 15 and I was 19. Teenagers with raging hormones, but despite the ribbing from my friends I instinctively knew Rose was the girl for me. We …

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Surviving old age – Part 2

Part 2 The continuation of the story from last week. I hope you're enjoying it.  ‘Having registered your previous visit to our group we would like to welcome you back. However, for your own protection, it is now necessary for you to complete a formal log in. The reason for this is so we may …

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