Friday Flash: Holiday

// April 30th, 2010 // Blog

Edmund dangled his legs over edge of the roof of the Old State House. Despite his white breeches, however mud-splattered, against red brick, no one noticed him kicking his legs, the Yanks’ artificial lights glinting off of his shoe buckles.

He could hardly contain his glee. It was March 5th, Edmund’s favorite day of the year. Soon they’d come: modern-day men and women–as if the King would’ve let birds serve–playing make-believe. Some dressed as the rag-tag colonists who’d surrounded him and his comrades. Others wore chintzy versions of his scarlet uniform. They’d be cheap and the details wrong, but their red coats were clean. He’d tried to scrub the blood and filth off his, Lord knew.

He’d run through them and they’d exclaim from the cold, and maybe, just maybe, one might hear him. God willin’, let one hear him. He was so bloody bored with American Idol.

March 5th is the anniversary of the Boston Massacre, which took place in 1770 in front of the Old State House.

Edmund is a character in my and MCM‘s paranormal thriller Tori’s Row.

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