Wednesday, August 5, 2015


(The SCBWI Write This! prompt for August. I didn't make the cut for the top 20. But the ones that did were phenomenal.)

Yet, there it was: snow everywhere, piled in heaps and smeared over cars, sidewalks, and rooftops like thick, heavy glue. Branches bent towards breaking and cars skidded and slid on the roads, sinking into snow banks. The lights went out.

We weren’t going anywhere.

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