Monday Night Nonfiction: Promise

3073629954_56d11d9afb_bUp Go the Lights by mccun934

She dreams about the promise of summer. She wishes she could spend every day sweating and every night watching fireflies. Sometimes, in the middle of December or January, she catches a whiff of summer, and it makes her head spin. She begins to feel as though she’s been in the sun all day, floating on her back in the pool or bobbing along in the lake, her legs whipping wildly in the murky water, thrashing away imaginary snakes.

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