My Brother’s Garden

Reflex Press/January 2022

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Fire!’ Mom screamed.

I swung out of bed, cold feet hitting the floor, and ran to the window. Across the way, our red barn burned. Flames licked the morning sky. I stood still, admiring the brilliance for a moment, then bolted downstairs. Soon sirens took over and we were told by the firemen to stand across the field. I didn’t think our house would blaze, but I wondered if I should have taken something from my room, my diary, something. I sensed in my gut that the one thing I treasured most, the one person, was gone.

I knew Tim started that fire like I knew my own name…