150 words #1
The second year we were four again but the children had to be coerced. This year we were two adults and one child. The other child is away. But really we were three adults. The presence of children is more of a shadow than ever before and what has so long been known grows more uncertain.
I pull decorations out of the box and remember the years that glitter was scattered from one end of the hall to the other. Shards of lego on the floor.
I turn on the lights of the tree and change the setting to static, no flashing, no fading in or out.