The Singing Trees

by Boo Walker

Her family could be a little much at times, and with a hangover they were like a tenor singing an opera through a megaphone into her ear.

It’s funny. You fix timepieces all your life, and you become one with them, one tick after another. Your whole life abides by the hands swinging around. But then you showed up and everything changed. I don’t know if I’m making any sense, but you gave the horologist more time.

You gave me a reason to live. When you hold this watch from now on, remember that you have the ability to turn back time. Not many are able to do that.”

The more people you loved, the more goodbyes you had to endure.