Racing Light
by Arya F. Jenkins

It was easy to get out of bed when Lucinda was not in it, easy to greet the day in which the most pressing responsibilities were to her. Everything was for her. She had helped raise her son Michael through his teens, helped put him through college. They had been through the loss of both Lucinda’s parents and her mother, Lucinda’s kidney stones, her own bouts of anxiety, so much.