Tree Lights Under a Bridge
By Missy

SERIES: Tree Lights Under a Bridge
PART: 1 of 1
RATING: PG
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SETTING IN TIMELINE: Post-Hair Today...; Hippie era.
SPOILLER/SUMMARY: They’ve been gone for quite awhile..
NOTES: 100 words.

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There is a string of lights hanging underneath the Holland Overpass.

They count the lights and number them by color. Two reds for her, two blue for him. The green ones for
their friends who couldn’t escape the draft, and the gold ones for God.

They’ve been running for a week now. Maybe two. Maybe it’s been a month. They’ve heard that it’s
Christmas, but in Canada, it doesn’t have the same meaning.

There may be a way out in the future, so they count the icebergs instead, as they flow beneath the bridge.

One for him, and one for her.



Fin

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