Do you remember choosing the kitchen lights my love?
The children thought it so funny they looked liked planets. Do you remember buying the glow in the dark stars, holding the ladder while I plastered the ceiling with our make believe universe? We would roll down the blackout blind shutting out the world, and lie on our sleeping bags on the kitchen floor concocting stories of rockets and aliens. We never thought things would change did we? That the children would grow, that we would age.
Do you remember those lights my love? Blink once for yes and twice for no.
Written for Friday Fictioneers. A 100 word story inspired on a photo prompt.