Excerpt from So Says The River
Sandra stood still behind the thick hedge, crouching as she peeked through to view around each side of the building. Behind her, the deep green vines barely allowed the pink of the Center’s stucco to show through. She pressed herself into the vines, her black bob blending into the darkness, and she searched the grounds for signs of Walter. In the twilight, her round face blended in as a soft night light in the early time before sunrise.
She heard the rustle beside her, and pressed herself deeper into the vines, which popped leaves in front of her face.
“Ready?” asked Walter, as he slid in beside her, holding up the dragon stone key. “Look,” his head nodded towards the cart park.
At the far end of the park, the window of an older van glowed a soft yellow.
The two story makers listened and watched the entire area. Walter nodded, “Let’s go.”
Note: Sandra’s words, earlier in the story: “I am who I am because of all the others who came before and came beside, and I am one who helps futures be because we are we–We who are part and we who are whole; each one’s own in others’ support; one and whole; we who care together— then and now and forever.” I think it’s something to remember.
Day 258 of COVID Stay At Home
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NaNoWriMo: National Novel Writing Month — Day 26 with 50,402 words of 50,000 over the month of November. Four days early! 🙂
Geeky Gramma ~~
Retired Middle School Language Arts/Media Teacher ~~
Writer and Thinker~~
Art from the Heart