Continue On Saturday
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week:
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week:
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: I’m a winner. He was definitely a loser. I should have felt guilty but I didn’t. Even if people had known the truth behind how I won I don’t think I would have cared. The…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: It was nearly 6 a.m. and Margie Logan’s fifteen-year-old son Morgan was not asleep in his bed; a place he would snore in til at least noon on a Saturday. His bed hadn’t looked slept…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: My name is Miranda Harkness and for four hours a day I work as an online computer tech helping inexperienced computer users navigate their systems. I get paid well enough to cover the basics which…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: My date with Luanne Wallace was my first since my wife Alice died. She was sitting behind a dump truck at a stop light when an elderly woman had a stroke and rammed into the…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: Gwen always liked to go for long walks on the trail behind her house every Sunday morning. Most of the time she would pass one or two people and they would nod a greeting or…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: “What do you mean you are married?” he said. I felt like I had been punched in the gut. He stepped away from me and raised his palms toward me. “What have we been doing…