Creative Nonfiction

Abraham Lincoln

Flashback number one.

Image by Mike Goad from Pixabay

The frigid air danced through the trees, making its way through my layers of clothing. Jean jacket, blue knit scarf, purple and gold striped sweater, dingy white tank top. None were a match for the nipping of the howling wind on that cold South Dakota day. We, that is my sister, my brother, my mom, and my dad, were slowly making our way up…