A Late Treat
Someone has sweetly written me a story from a prompt from last year's Yuletide. It's a POV piece from a little bridge that's feeling somewhat inferior when it compares itself to the bigger, more famous ones.
Highly recommended. It's sweet, it's adorable, it's filled with pathos. And it's a bridge.
Some Bridges Have Names, Some Make Them.
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That bridge piece is really cute - both melancholy an feisty, a nice combination. We have one of those "can-opener" bridges in our town, complete with signs, lights, chains, etc., but sooner or later, just as our bridge here says, some fool will ignore them all and drive right into it. So far no one has wanted to take the time or money to actually fix the damn thing, even after one of those Megabuses hit it about ten years ago and four people were killed. I do hope it falls on a ketchup truck XD
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