Pause, silence... They stand there under the cold moon and the bright stars... Someone starts counting down.
Ten...
Nine...
Eight..... But my mind is not here. As I look up I see faces, I see events. I see times that are past.
Seven... Times that may never be again. As I gaze up over the tips of the trees I can just see the flashing of lights that mark fireworks that are going off in the distance.
Six... I remember the year when we got to one and the biggest explosion went off ever! The vibrations knocked things off shelves indoors. It ended up being someone getting rid of their stalk due to a burn band.
Five... The years we spent on a
