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The Light Turns
It's Tuesday 7:13 a.m. A cold and clear November morning awaits Ray on his morning commute. Ray rubs his hands together in the front seat of his Subaru. He turns the air temperature up, but keeps the air on low until the air warms up. He looks at the backup camera screen and reverses the Subaru out of his driveway onto Trimble Road.
By John R. Godwin5 days ago in Fiction
Comments (4)
Nice work
Love this!
I feel a personal connection to this piece. The author knows how to pull on the heart strings and paint a picture with few words. I admire her strength!
Short but very profound! Loved it!!!