I’m not truly convinced it is summer until the apple tree is the perfect shade of sunrise-pink. And then I climb into the branches and wait for you to come home.
An Abyssal terror shall bequeath thou, uninitiated one who has yet learn’t of the world.
Fear not however, for within the footsteps of giants thou dost tread; moreover amidst their shadows doth safety lie.
My sister used to have a beautiful doll that had bright blue eyes, dark red lips and honey gold hair. One day, while playing in the attic, we found an old picture of a girl that looked exactly like my sister’s doll and on her lap sat a doll looking exactly like my sister.
Growing up, he always thought that he would never lose his innocence.
It was in those sleepless nights and those dark thoughts, that he realized that it was gone.
The driver of the station wagon slowed his car to a stop to witness a scene in which two children were standing in front of a house (the roof of which was entirely snow covered) for the older child held a gun to the younger child with his arms raised. The driver of the station wagon did not know that the children were brothers, that the gun the older brother held up to his younger brother was merely an unloaded toy rifle, that the bang reverberating was the older brother yelling—somehow convincingly—bang, that the younger brother fell on his back in the snow in front of their (the brothers’) brick home in a fit of giggles, so when the older brother turned to look at the road in front of his house, the driver of the station wagon dared black ice in a tire squealing escape, and once the station wagon had passed the older brother extended his gloved hand to his younger brother, who left a fat angel in the powdery white.
He stared at the big hole in the ground and gave in to the temptation. He shouted his name and each echo brought back old memories and it made him smile.
The leather harness securely fastened the wailing toddler to the wrought iron headboard, punishment for an incomprehensible misdeed or assertion of will. Then she saw the tree beyond the window, and time and tears stood still.