Frozen Memories

 

Cody Lasseter

                           Frozen Memories  by Cody Lasseter

I park my car across from the house, looking for any signs of movement, but all the lights are off and the lawn is overgrown. Taking one last drag from my cigarette, I step out of the car and pull my hood over my head. I toss the cigarette on the cool ground, letting the raindrops extinguish it. I step in between the potholes on the old paved road, all of which are filled with water. My stomach drops as I reach the driveway, and I realize that the old tire swing isn’t in the big oak tree anymore. Continue reading

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