Thursday, December 08, 2022

 Thursday, December 08, 2022

A long road leads to our house. It’s lined with small bushes of yellow flowers and skinny trees that reach like fingers to heaven. There are fields beyond the rows of skinny trees. Beyond the fields are woods so dense you can barely see more than a foot into the growth. These woods are where this story shall take us, but for now, we will remain close to the road.

I stand, barefoot, on the road. I can hear the train that crosses the river not far from where the road to our house connects to the main road. The main road is the road that connects two small towns. We go to town from time to time but mostly we remain here in this place between places.

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