Microfiction
Terry had been all over the world searching for the perfect match. He needed a new heart. Since the forklift accident, doctors haven’t been able to regulate his readings. His body wouldn’t cooperate.
Until . . . he met Miranda; a forty-two year old waitress from Pensacola who jumped to her death on a chaotic Friday night from the top floor of her apartment building.
Her heart beats in his chest– he’s running with the clouds every day. And Miranda’s spirit rests.
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