She slid closer, wrapping the blanket tighter around her shoulders, murmuring softly under her frosted breath as she fought against blessed sleep.
The other put out her cigarette, complaining idly about the cold while thinking about love and loss.
The one who dragged them both outside smiled as lights streaked across the sky.
“Beautiful night.”
Reviving the 55 Word Challenge from my old Storiesmania days. Prompt was “Meteor Showers”, by L-.
Discarded Recollections 
Vivid and imaginative!
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Daisy, you are simply too kind. Thank you for visiting, please enjoy flitting through whatever it is you might find here.
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