http://kayleewrites.blogspot.com/2015/12/you-look-outside-ah-its-snowing-but.html?m=1
The white flakes fall like snow. They don't melt when they hit the ground. It's June and eighty degrees outside. They should melt. But they simply fall, then stay. I reach down and touch one. It sticks to my pointer finger, like snow would, but it's not cold. It looks like sugar. I wonder if it tastes like sugar too. I open my mouth to take a lick, but my phone rings.
The caller ID reads my boyfriend, Lewie. I hurry to pick it up, dusting the white stuff off my finger in the process.
"Hey baby, how are you?"
"Been better. There is a bunch of crap falling from the sky. It keeps sticking to my windshield and I can't get it off, even when I use the wipers. Everyone is having the same problem, and traffic is backed up all over. I don't know how I'm going to make it home. I can't even get out of the parking lot."
"Can't you walk?" I ask. His apartment is a block from mine, which puts him about 15 blocks from work.
"Not if I want to live. I hear this stuff falling from the sky is toxic waste. Who knows what will happen if it touches you.".... (Click on link to finish story)
