Then and Now
Photo prompt© Erin Leary
She was utterly disappointed.
I too was taken aback; but more than that I felt let down.
During last ten years I would have spoken of my birthplace at least five hundred times and every time I had spoken of it as if it was Eden on the earth.
‘Everything is so ugly and tearful.’
“The lake is like a cesspool, no?’
I was lost for words. An old man, overhearing our conversation, volunteered, ‘That’s development…… and the number of sick people in the town will shock you.’
We left the place but deep within I felt like crying.
A post for FridayFictioneers on a picture prompt.
Word count 100