[5] Time

He looked high, low — all around.

For years he searched in unlikely places, always hoping truth would rear its ugly head.

On his deathbed, he called his children close: he had finally found it.

“Time,” he whispered. “It’s all we’ll ever have.”

Though his had ended, the moment was eternal.

Published by Justin Deming

I live and teach in the Hudson Valley region of New York. I have an amazing wife, a beautiful daughter, and a son on the way. My fiction has appeared or is forthcoming in Emerge Literary Journal, Fifty-Word Stories, Flash Fiction Magazine, Free Flash Fiction, Spelk, and elsewhere.

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