Continue On Saturdays

The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: When Johnny and I were eight years old we found a treasure chest buried in the silky sands behind our grandfather’s beach house. We thought we had struck it rich, we didn’t even notice that…

The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: He wasn’t abusive when we fell in love. I guess we all change within relationships don’t we? I never would of thought that ten years later I’d be arrested for murder but here I was…

The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: My housemate is a slob. Fortunately, I am not home most of the time for it to really grate me but I have on occasion fought back the taste of vomit. One time I found…

The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: Her straw hat blew off with a gentle gust from a passing bus. A man in a disheveled suit tripped over his feet trying not to step on it. They both stooped to pick it…