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 have been taking the path between Hinkley Square and Margin Road for the last six months. At 5:30 a.m. it is mostly quiet except for the occasional little dog walker and fellow runner. I…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: She kept picking at it. First her index finger to gain entry. Followed by all of them. Digging deeper and deeper despite the increasing pain. Logically she knew she should stop. It kept…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: She could hear the water running for a shower when she came in the front door. “That’s strange,” she said. She dropped her keys in the lead crystal dish on top of the buffet and…
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: “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…