Family

Friday Fictioneers 8-28-2020

He could see the flames dancing from the top of the hill but could not hear the crackle and pop of the fire. He was not sure if it was the house or the barn. He ran quickly, lungs burning as hot as the fire ahead.

As he got closer, he could see house was not aflame, it was his family dancing around the yard.  He had always known that he was different, but he had no idea how different until now and understood why his mother sent him into town every Friday with instruction not to return until morning.

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