They walked the same streets day after day.  The city’s beat pulsed through their veins.  They welcomed the same sun, were drenched by the same rain.  The scent of takeout followed them home along the same familiar path.  Sometimes, their eyes met.  Other times, not.  They were strangers, yet neighbors.

Christa Lyon-Moon spends her free time crafting flash fiction that finds meaning in small moments where imagination meets real life.