The Eve Before Halloween
Oct 15th, 2018 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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The eve before Halloween I visit Melissa’s gravesite and place a
bouquet of yellow roses against her stone. She’d be thirty years old
today. The cemetery is empty, and the rain is cold against my face, but
I am here.
“Hi, Sweetie. In honor of your favorite holiday, I’m having a Halloween
party and celebrating your birthday tomorrow. I wish you could be here,”
I say, tearing. I walk to my car briskly, the umbrella inside out from
the wind.
The rain becomes heavy and when I drive off, the petals of the roses
blow in front of my car.
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