New Short

Timothy pulled the sunflower bubble wand from the frothy bottle with both hands. Waving it in front of his face he brings the soapy hole to a stop before his squinted eye. Looking through the oily ring he can see his little brother Sean. Sean is sitting in the grass, clapping his hands and looking up at Timothy through the colored soapy lens with a two tooth smile. Timothy pulls his lungs full and slowly blows the hole through his sunflower bubble wand, watching as Sean floats up into the trees. “That’s where Sean lives now.” He silently places the dry wand on the cracked patio and walks into the house where mommy is crying.