I’m noticing that my shorties are getting much shorter, after the trend was LONG in June. Hmm. An odd one today with a head-scratching ending. On to the next!
Working Title: Inside the Apple
1st Sentence: She would love to live in that painting, roam those green velvet hills, bite into one of those plump, crisp, wine-sweet apples.
Favorite Sentence: They drop from his mouth like a scatter of fat raindrops and now so do hers, pelting her bare feet, bloody lumps of sodden decay.
Word Length: 269
Photo here.
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