The Light Little light filtered into the alley from the neon signs on the street. Trash cans and stacked boxes, moldering into the cracked pavement littered the sides. A small streak of sickly pink light splashed against the back wall as a man in a dark shirt, the collar turned up, and a hat with the bill pulled down, leaned against it. A scraping sound made him lift his eyes slightly, as the man he came to meet shuffled toward him. He pushed off, the bottom of his left sneaker scuffing down the wall as he put his foot back … Continue reading The Light by Andrew Spry (Rated : PG 13)