Flash Fiction #119 – Gracie’s Fifth Birthday
“Guess what, Mommy? I die on my birthday,” said Gracie matter-of-factly a day before her fifth birthday. Trista filed it away as one of those weird things children say, but she didn’t sleep that night. At the party the next day, she kept close to her full-of-joy Gracie. Trista drew out her own breath as …