Josh Rountree

writer
Short Story

Cigarette Lighter Love Song


Every ten years, Melissa casts a spell that makes her and the narrator flit back, experiencing earlier times, all in the spot where the roller rink used to be.
See, this is how it happens. I’m in that place I want to be, then suddenly it’s twenty years later and Melissa is telling me what a son of a bitch I am and why did I have to screw the whole thing up just as she’d finally got the fucking spell right?
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  • Fantasy
  • Definite Time Travel