Writing Session: "The Plant People"
Please keep in mind this is an early draft. I wrote all of this *today*. The story will be revised numerous times, with all errors corrected, before it will be considered finished.
THE PLANT PEOPLE
william pauley III
My mother was never the same after grandma died.
They were close. Perhaps closer than most children were with their mothers. Certainly closer than I was to mine. I loved my mother deeply, but there was a wall between us. Neither of us could see it or knew where it came from, but we both sensed it was…