Robin Hawke

April 3, 2012, 9:36 PM
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Every thunderstorm reminded her of a night visiting relatives in Georgia. Then, there was a tin roof and no electricity. The lightening was so close the trees crackled and fear jumped.

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I’m always impressed with how much you can convey in three simple sentences!

Comment by jmmcdowell

Thanks! The last few weeks have been a challenge. Only a few more days and I can take more time with these stories. I’ve been relying on good enough. Prefer what else should I try to fix?


Comment by Robin Hawke

This reminds me of summers when I was a kid and I would sleepover at my grandparents’ house.

Comment by Tara R.

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