Posted by: Casey Lybrand | July 5, 2010

Later, There Were Fireworks

We walked in the middle of the road. We were tired. It had been a long day, and now we were walking farther than we had planned, and right along the center of the street.

It was late afternoon. Dozens of people walked with us toward an event which would draw thousands by the end of the evening. The four-lane bridge over the freeway was blocked off to control traffic. We had to park downtown and walk across the overpass to get to the marina.

As we walked with the other pedestrians, spread out across this major thoroughfare, you looked out over the empty train tracks running beside the freeway. The sun was low, and the sky was hazy. You looked down at the tracks, up at the sky, and around at the people walking on the abandoned road.

“This is what it would look like,” you said. “It’s post-apocalyptic.”

You paused. I knew what you meant. Wouldn’t we walk away like this, to wherever we thought we were going, if the world ended? People trudging slowly, some wrapped in blankets, many carrying bags. No cars, nothing left but us, and the road. It’s in the movies, we’ve seen it on TV. You would see it like that, fiction come to life. I saw it like that too, when you said it.

The scene was a quiet tableau in the middle of what should have been a busy street. The contrast was unsettling, and you nailed it. You know there is nothing I love so much as a story which begins with an apocalypse, and you started our evening with just the hint of one. There was a reason I married you. I smiled.

Later, there were fireworks.


  1. Wonderful piece of writing, conveys so much in just a few words.

  2. This was simply… beautiful!
    Your words draw me inside the picture Casey and that ending was just wonderful :)

  3. Thank you so much, Alannah and Lua! I’m glad you enjoyed the story. That means a lot to me, coming from each of you.

  4. I agree, great ending.

  5. Thank you, Em! I am so glad the ending works.

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