BRIGHT IDEA (E A D G B E)
We took a holiday. Packed the car and headed north. Didn’t get that far away; up ahead it began to storm.
Rain and hail. Wind that tears the sun from the sky. Turn around. I am not too proud to say I’ve been wrong.
Unloaded everything with the car safe in the driveway. We covered our heads to dart inside, just as the clouds began to melt away.
Warmth and light flickers on the buffalo grass. Just our luck. I am not too proud to say I’ve been wrong.
I pulled out the swag one last time. Thought I had a bright idea. And in the middle of our backyard, set up all of the camping gear.
The sun went down. Fell asleep around the campfire. In the middle of the night, embers escaped the pit and set our little house alight.
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