Micro Fiction: The Sun 21 June 19, 2020 by Elizabeth Drake “Francis, go upstairs,” the mean woman said. The boy ignored her as he raced over to Aurora and hugged her. He took both of Aurora’s hands in his. “Momma, you got me a sister! How did you know I wanted one more than anything?” Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)MoreClick to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related