I write funnies, creepy crawlies, and psychedelic wah-wahs. You can catch me crying on TV sometimes. @casadill67 @grownupbedtimestories
A Winter Fire
I trudged through the snow, flecks of ice infiltrating my right boot. The crystals melted between my toes, soaking my socks and causing my illicit homemade snowshoes to slowly disintegrate. I advanced forward, my fingertips buzzing with pins and needles as they poked through thin hand-knitted gloves. They curled together to place 4 rhythmic knocks on the door in front of me.