Five Sentence Fiction: Isolated

I remember when I used to visit friends and family for holidays or just because.
I remember the monthly luncheons and annual outings and vacations with friends; rituals that fell away with each passing.
There used to be so many of us; brothers, sisters, cousins.
One by one they have left me.
I used to be the youngest and now I am the oldest.

Graveyard Sunset (e) # (7)

Lillie McFerrin Writes

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