All the notes I took for this week of stories said things like “I’m tired” and “Still sad about [my cat] Maria” and “Not in the flow.” So it’s not surprising that this is the first story this week that feels right and whole.
Working Title: Rapture
1st Sentence: She saw a hat in the middle of the street, an old fedora, and the first thing she thought was, Daddy wore a hat like that.
Favorite Sentence: If she didn’t keep smiling into the radiance of the sun, if she didn’t bear the twitching muscles, the tight shoulders, she might be overlooked.
Word Length: 431
Photo by Clément Bucco-Lechat 11/2012.
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