One Word Thursdays

The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: 45 minutes ago my cover was blown. I’d been under for…

The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: Sandra Arbuckle took a controlled breath before she tentatively lowered her hand into the murky…

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…