Week Four Winner: The Paths Divergent by Karl A. Russell

We walked through the Doubling Woods, my Ghost Girl and I, marching in time to an inner beat, a rhythm known only to us. Matching breath for breath.

One of us raised a hand in greeting, and one of us returned it, but neither could know which was which.

We walked in companionable silence, beneath twinned boughs and mirrored blossom, to the sound of dopplered birdsong, and it seemed an endless, pleasing pathway.

Until we came to the clearing and the splitting point and the paths divergent. We stoo...