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The earth has gone quiet and still. The last ambulance siren screamed goodbye over a day ago. It doesn’t matter. The latest news announcement grimly doubted that any of us will survive for long.
We sit on plastic lawn chairs, sharing a bottle of tequila.
“You always said you would go to the ends of the earth with me.”
“I was hoping it wouldn’t come to that. But hey, at least we’ve got each other.”
Shot glass clinks on shot glass. “At least we’ve got each other.”
Thanks Rochelle and Dale for another awesome prompt. I hope everyone has a great, non-catastrophic week. This week has been really nice here, and I’ve gotten so much done, I almost forgot the Friday Fictioneer/A-Z post for today. Fortunately, this picture was really inspiring. It feels like such a moment in time and so many stories begging to be written.