12 April 2012
A lovely afternoon, browned leaves being carried by the autumn breeze. the hazel sun half swallowed by the horizon, not a care in the world...suddenly a loud bang! The car steers violently out of control, dad tries to regain control but goes flying through hedges and narrowly avoids livestock, an oak tree looming us, mom reaches over to protect me...
Tom woke up screaming, his uncle Isidore was in the room holding a steaming mug of hot chocolate "did you dream of your parents?" "yeah" replied Tom wearily. Uncle Isidore put the mug down and walked out the door, but as uncle Isidore was closing the door Tom saw him grin. Had he been smiling at his parents death?!
One Shot • Opuss № I