This week Julia’s prompt for the 100 Word Challenge is
…The flame flickered before…
The flame flickered before it went out. And everything was dark.
Dark, but not quiet. The wind didn’t howl, it screamed, and sleet clicked against the windows. “Sounds like they’re being sandblasted. Was that the last candle?”
“Last one I could find. Besides, we’re out of matches.”
“We could have lit the next candle from this one. If we had another candle.”
“It’ll be morning sometime. And they’ll get the power back on once the storm stops.” An arm wrapped around my shoulders.
“And then we’ll have heat.”
“I guess we’ll just have to make do, won’t we?”
“Mmm. Make our own?”