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Previous entries (you really do need to go read them first I think...) Whorl (part one), Waiting (part two), Atmospheric (part three)!
“Why?”
He knew it was a simple question without a simple answer,
her lips parted to speak with a pause.
“My grandmother raised me, small town far from here. Very conservative and anyone different was
labeled so. Every Saturday we would go
to the farmer’s market she would always wear this old dress, complete with
pearls, bracelets, and hat. What always
caught the most attention was Baxter, her pet duck, always at her side on a
leash. I loved those Saturday afternoon
walks it wasn’t until years later I could recall the looks and whispers. The idea my grandmother wasn’t quite all
there.” He watched her lean against the
rail, “you were so out of place last night in the bar, and when you left you
reminded me of her an odd duck not knowing he needed someone, a friend to look
out for him.”
(145 Words)
Great job tying this in!!
ReplyDeleteI'd struggle tying this picture in anywhere, but you did it seamlessly!
ReplyDeleteI really like this. You've managed to tie it in elegantly. Nice writing good sir!
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet entry - and tied it into your add-on story so well! I like the implied meaning that the girl, too, was an "odd duck" on her grandmother's leash. Great job, Steven!
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