Under A Blood Red Sky
By: Rickie O. Pauley (a.k.a. @Lymmerik)

"Morgan and Casey, sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g..."
"Stop it, Terry!" Morgan yelled down from a branch in the Cottonwood tree.
"...first comes love, second comes marriage, then comes Morgan with a baby carriage."

Morgan climbed down from the tree and chased Terry through the field. "I'm going to get you!"
Casey laughed at them from his perch in the tree.
Morgan stopped dead in her tracks and pointed to the western sky. "Terry, come back!" Morgan screeched. "Casey, come down from there. We need to get home, look at the sky."
“What’s is that, Morgan?”
“I’m not sure Casey, I think it might be an asteroid.”
“Look at the beautiful sky, Morgan,” Terry said.
“Run! Run to the cave. There’s no time to make it home.” Morgan instructed.

Morgan ran close behind them and felt the hot wind searing at her back all the way to the cave.
“Keep going. Go all the way to the back.”
“It’s dark in here. I’m scared. I want to go home,” Terry cried.

Morgan held Terry and Casey close and tried not to scream as the blood red sky faded from view and the shockwave struck the mouth of the cave.