Robin Hawke

February 24, 2012, 2:02 PM
Filed under: Three Sentence Stories

They followed the creek, jumping to stay on the deer path and avoiding thorns with squats and sidelong steps. Their discussion turned on gold, gold mining, gold value, gold remaining, possible gold panning, golden glints and golden hair and the magic of gold. William jumped into the creek with a cry of discovery, “Watercress—there’s watercress!”


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I love the twist at the end!

Comment by jmmcdowell

What about “Golden Girls”?

Comment by Janet

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