The start was Sam's rush through country
lanes so he could pose for us in the cloak
and knee breeches uniform of the school.
His Hogwarts paradise. The end was
yesterday's party-time where the dawn rose
over farewells to friends closer than family—time deciding who fades to yearbook
memories.
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This blog was inspired by First 50 words where you freewrite from a single word prompt. I use random words or images to create flash fiction in formats ranging from twitter postcards to short short stories.