I set curled up on the couch, in the dark, sirens wailing in the distance. I hope they get to wherever they’re going safely. The Christmas tree lights flash from white to colors serving as my only illumination. I’m not sure why I turned them on, even less certain of why my mother insisted on coming over the day after Thanksgiving to set up this gaudy thing. Chris was the one who loved all this, not me. I touch the dog tags hanging around my neck and stare at the flag folded into a perfect triangle on the coffee table. Continue reading
Justina Luther is a life long writer with a passion for the imagination of fiction. Welcome to My Imagination, is all about fictional stories with a good dose of real fun. Justina loves to connect with her readers, so feel free to leave a comment.
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