Dance to the end of Love

Hearing this old song was the inspiration for the short story.    For old times’ sake I decided to pay one last visit to the small taverna where we had first met. It was when I was young and experiencing my first taste of freedom without parental control. Five girls, full of life, seduced by …

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Love on the Rock

‘Where’s your accent from?’ ‘I’m from Malta.’ Where’s that? I’ve heard of it but not sure where it is.’ ‘Between Italy and Africa. In the middle of the Mediterranean.’ That was when I first fell in love with the man I was dancing with, and later the ‘Rock’ that was his homeland.   Our first …

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