He loves the smell and the sight of it. He drives for hours to find just the right place. He walks around the area imagining how he will make it go up. He is an expert at creating different patterns every time. “It’s an art form that no one recognizes”, he thinks. He spreads his medium across the floor of the abandoned house; then outside at the foundation. “This will be beautiful!”, he thinks with a gleeful face. He lights the match and lets it drop at the corner of the house. The flames paint the house and the sky.
Lorna Megenity almost 9 years ago
Thank you!
D.M. almost 9 years ago
"Flash" fiction- clever!
Neville Hunt over 8 years ago
You had me fooled up to the very end. Good stuff.