My son and I stared at the empty field.
Not again!” I groaned. “Pease tell your soccer coach this is the second week we were the only ones at practice!”
He shrugged. “He’ll just say what he said last week.”
“And what is that?”
He sighed. “Practice is Tuesdays. Not Wednesdays.”
Not again!” I groaned. “Pease tell your soccer coach this is the second week we were the only ones at practice!”
He shrugged. “He’ll just say what he said last week.”
“And what is that?”
He sighed. “Practice is Tuesdays. Not Wednesdays.”
Today is Fifty Day!
And that means another challenge to tell a story using ONLY fifty words.
Thank you so much, Adela, for opening this new world to me . . .
This is an uber-fun, uber-challenging exercise.
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Ok, this is so cute, Diane!
ReplyDeleteLove this. You are a natural for the challenge!
ReplyDeleteOops. Double oops.
ReplyDeleteLOL!
ReplyDeleteLoved the story.
ReplyDeleteOuch. Nothing like that sinking feeling, is there.
ReplyDeleteWell done on getting it in 50 words!