Sunday, November 18, 2012

Festive Sky [55 Fiction]

Sounds boomed through the house windows.  A grand old ageless man who sat in the hall grunted, “Why burn hard earned money?” He got an answer when his grandson squeaked with joy while straining his neck to get a full view of a cracker which made its way into the sky in a random fashion.

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