The general leaned in close to the white-haired man perched on the edge of a bed and said quietly, “The first wave of missiles will reach the East Coast in thirteen minutes. Our response is ready, Sir.” After taking a deep breath, he added, “Code Delta Echo.”
“Delta Echo” came the reply. The General nodded and walked towards the door.
The President lay down beside his sleeping wife and closed his eyes. Instantly he was a small boy again looking out of a bedroom window hoping to see Father Christmas in his reindeer-drawn sleigh flying across the starry night sky.
Starry Night Sky is my contribution to the 2024 Advent Ghosts Shared Storytelling event hosted by Loren Eaton on his excellent blog isawlightningfall.blogspot.com where you can discover all the spooky tales submitted over the years to Advent Ghosts.
To read a collection of short stories on KelMansfield.com please click here > Short Stories or on the menu at the top of the page.
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