Tag: The muse

An Empty Family Cabin

I arrived after midnight. I found the key on the peg in the unused barn using the flashlight on my phone.

There was a blanket of stars so thick I stood in the barn door staring upward at the swirling white masses for a long time after I found the key. The shadows in the old, haunted barn had made me think of the birth of Christ story as I remembered all the departed members of my family.