Holding the balloon bouquet to his left hand, Nathan scans a paper which reads, “Thomas Allen Fitzgerald, three years old, car crash.“
Covering his pale skull with his hood he sighs, “I sure hope Tommy likes these.”
Nathan solemnly lifts a scythe from his car’s trunk and heads to work.
Craig has been published on fiftywordstories.com as well as in The Labyrinth. He can be reached via Facebook and has a WordPress blog that is sorely underused.