the dying leaves; last breath

I was in the dining room as I shouted "Dinner was great ma" to her. She was in the kitchen and I was still finishing up dessert in the dining room. I had a large piece of the dessert I had always asked for: vanilla cake with no frosting. I overheard mom yell back, "Happy … Continue reading the dying leaves; last breath


the dying leaves; pt 6

based on a true story,     “Alright, meat’s done.” Sean walked into the dimly lit living room with his plate in hand. Emma watched him sit on his new favorite spot on the couch, across the living room from her. Her face showed that she was now, upset. Sean began to cut through his … Continue reading the dying leaves; pt 6