Here Comes the Sun

By Sheri White

Allison remembered when she practically prayed for warm sun. On those days when ice and snow covered the landscape, she dreamed of the beach, margaritas on the patio, and her polished toes in the sand.

Now the sun hadn’t stopped shining for months, even at night. The earth was dying without rain. Experts tried to explain what was happening, but it didn’t matter what they said. Life was ending, and nobody could stop it.

Allison grabbed a beer from the fridge. It was warm; electricity failed weeks before. She winced at the bitter taste and dreamed about ice and snow.

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