The wind was calm, but the string was tight. It focused on her big smile and bright eyes. Then she let go, the address tag grazing her coat. It reveled in the joy of her ever-shrinking eyes and boisterous laughter. She waved and jumped; the tag jostled in the wind as though waving back.
Sadness overcame it, though, as the little girl shrank into the obscurity of the landscape. The wind strengthened and pulled it faster and faster. Sunshine warmed it in the chilling air, and it settled in for the ride of its life.
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Anthony Stauffer
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