As I walked down the sidewalk, my mind wandered back to that fateful day.
“What was that?” I muttered to myself, the edge of my shovel ricocheted off the ground with a clank.
All of a sudden, the line went silent and the call dropped.
I skipped my normal Friday night haiku, so I’m going to do a haiku today.
“Ricky, what the hell are you doing?” I yelled in frustration.
“I can’t get over how cute he is!” Kaida said to Bazrosh.
The knights of Lord Wymane surrounded me as their horses neighed and whinnied underneath them.
The critter scurried under the car. Jenna quietly tip-toed up to it.
The second month of my daily writing challenge was undoubtedly more difficult than the first.
This morning I went to my usual coffee shop, but I noticed that there was a new man working there.
