The Absent Aunt

More than a hole in my heart

I could barely put the book “The Absent Wife” down. Felt drawn into the world of a complete stranger, which I ironically began to grasp at a much more intimate level with each page I turned.

Aunt Doris disappeared when I was three years old. No one has ever seen or heard from her again. I assume she consciously decided to turn her back on us. On me.



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Kerstin Krause

A seasoned traveler, a passionate writer on the stuff life teaches us, an aspiring motorbike rider. Find out more @