The sky turned from grey to radiant blue in an instant
“What is in the horizon?” she called to her friend.
“Clear skies here. Must be a fluke. It will pass” she said with familiar cheer.
When grey turned to an ominous, black vacuum she called again
“Dont go out” the phone went dead.
The weather has turned but never fear Flash Fiction is here. Join the folks and the cheerful host from coast to coast aka G-Man.
Happy Friday and clear skies to all!!!