The Whiteboard, part eight
Welcome to all my news fans and followers…if you are just now getting into The Whiteboard, you have a bit to catch up. We are about to start on Part Eight. If you want to read part seven go here The Whiteboard Part Eight by ©Kim Smith Anne rose from bed on Friday morning to go to the bathroom, and as she always did, she glanced at the mirror. Black marker dotted her throat as if someone had drawn the dashes to create a pattern to slice it open. She screamed in terror. High on the mirror was the handwritten
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Sunday, game day
Have you ever been sitting at a restaurant and decided to be a real observer? Watched the people closest to you, eavesdropped on their conversation? I have. And I do, on occasion, as a writing exercise. (I don’t think it’s illegal, especially when I do not interact with them, know them, or any of that). I certainly do not use any of their conversation or information in a derogatory manner. (be forewarned, authors do eavesdrop!) Today, I’m visiting my favorite eating/coffee drinking/thinking place. It’s pretty crowded as usual thanks to a hungry after-church crowd. To me, a forty-hour-a-week worker bee,
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