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    At the Traffic Lights
    At the Traffic Lights
    At the Traffic Lights
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    At the Traffic Lights

    By Felicia Fredlund

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    The traffic light flashes yellow in an otherwise perfect neighborhood. Model houses, white picket fences, green lawns.

    Everything completely normal except for the broken light.

    A woman waiting for the car that will change everything.

    Another great short story from Felicia Fredlund, author of Dear Brother.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSilver Pine Publishing
    Release dateJul 20, 2018
    ISBN9781533733481
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      At the Traffic Lights - Felicia Fredlund

      At the Traffic Lights

      At the Traffic Lights

      Felicia Fredlund

      Silver Pine Publishing

      Contents

      Description

      Chapter 1

      Chapter 2

      Chapter 3

      Chapter 4

      Chapter 5

      Chapter 6

      About the Author

      Also by Felicia Fredlund

      Description

      The traffic light flashes yellow in an otherwise perfect neighborhood. Model houses, white picket fences, green lawns.

      Everything completely normal except for the broken light.

      A woman waiting for the car that will change everything.

      For Dean,

      Without your prompt this story wouldn’t have existed.

      Thank you.

      1

      The sun had just set. Darkness was falling on me and the world. As usual the traffic on my street all but disappeared with the sun.

      Always disappeared with the sun.

      I stood on my street corner. Model houses stood at attention down both sides of both streets. The white-picket-fence ideal. A few houses had apple trees heavy with fruits. The kids worked too hard in school to pluck

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