Di loved the old bucket, most of her free time was spent repairing whatever had gone wrong that week. Still, Dinocar was eclectic with a fun personality. Di left the garage humming softly but turned quickly when she heard the radio playing her late Dad’s favorite song. “Dad ?”
Can you see me? Am I ghost to your eyes? I gave so much but kept nothing for myself and now I’m lost like a grieving child, unloved, unspoken. My heart and soul tissue paper thin like tattered confetti fluttering in a breeze. Bit by bit, I feel myself fading away. Can you see me?
Solanj stared into the refrigerator. Bits stared back. Left over this, unused that. A memory stirred. “No love, no hate, no fear, no fate” she whispered her mantra until it passed. There was only the job. Solanj quickly shut the door and went back to cleaning her weapons.