by Biggalute
Trying to hit the 750 word limit left too much unsaid that the story alludes to…
Trying to hit the 750 word limit left too much unsaid that the story alludes to…
Vignette to take away… once wrapping a pastrami sandwich in a dark and cold writer’s one bedroom flat… now laying at the roadside in the backyard, blowed away through the wide open window
First raindrops start falling…
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750 words strikes again, for better and worse this time, leaving the reader with the implication and a lingering question that won't soon be forgotten. Nicely done.