Two lifetimes ago

The boom and crack of fireworks echoed around, evoking the wonder of childhood. Tonight we were not eating grapes and cheese, snuggled en famille on a picnic rug, under the blossoming light show. My little 5-year-old ripped off her oxygen mask to run to the hospital window.

Flash fiction

The whinny of a horse slashed the dusk. Victory songs twisted into prayers as a blur of white invaded the clearing. One young guard, not long out of naps, left to protect the king. I resisted the urge to fling the board. “Think you’re gifted at chess, don’t you?” This is a piece of flash …

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