Spontaneous Creativity 2018/#1
In the cool of the day, she waited. Beneath the haint ceiling of the wide front porch, she read. All day she'd counted the hours. Now, she counted the minutes. Her eyes on the book, the words not quite catching, and her ears tuned for the car that would come down the road. (C) Eva Marie Everson, Author #IAmWriting #YourTurn (How would you continue this?)
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(last edited May 19, 2018 10:31AM)
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May 19, 2018 10:28AM
She'd been anticipating this day for months. Now that it was here she found her heart so full with an array of emotions. Much had happened to bring her to this moment and yet she was unsure she was ready...
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