Glimpse #8

Glimpses are a collection of very short stories intended to capture the essence of very ordinary people, places, or things that I find extraordinary.

You hold my hand. You hold my hand and spin me around. Open. Closed. Open. Closed. My eyes unable to focus on anything long enough except to see that they are all watching. The white lights glitter in the trees overhead, casting strange gold shadows on the floor.

Open. Closed. Open. Closed.