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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: He was lying face down on the raft. At first we thought he was sleeping with his head using the inflated side as a pillow and one hand hanging over grazing the water’s edge but…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: I was fourteen years old when my father died. The last words I spoke to him were, “I’d rather die than have you as a father.” I stormed out and went to a party. When…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: When Peggy Greene was nine years old she was shot in the head by her father. While the incident was declared an accident, many of the residents of Lyle County wondered every time they saw…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: “I really wanted to see you again,” said Rebecca. She repeatedly twirled a strand of her long auburn hair tightly around her right forefinger until the tip blushed then released it. “I was afraid you…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: Marcus could hear the horn sound in the distance, a sign he was getting closer to the island. Soon he would be face to face with the father he left behind ten years ago. Every…