Merry Christmas, Alice, by Johann Lux

(F.F.F. Website Story)

Alice, sitting up in bed looking through her photo album, reminded me with a giggle that every story tells a picture, and then began reminiscing out loud.

This is Alice’s first Christmas without her husband George at her side, and sadly, all three of her children are no-shows. She blames their absence on the snow. She’s forgotten this nursing home is in San Diego.

11:58 P.M., Alice’s heart stops. I send a flat line signal that gets no response.

Alice’s brain displays an unusual burst of electrical energy as a ball of light joyfully floats out the window.


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