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Tuesday, December 19, 2017

More One Sentence Stories

I've been having a lot of fun with these. I just write them into the notepad on my phone when I think of an idea, then play with it when I have time.

We stopped hiking so he could remove the stone from his shoe; I said, "Yes!"
Five-twenty-two a.m., the phone buzzes me awake with urgent news - gasp, a Kardashian held up by gunpoint - like I give a flying firetruck.
My aunt called, sad, "I looked in the mirror this morning and saw, for the first time, that I am an old woman;" she's ninety. 
Are there play dates at homeless shelters? 

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