Candle smoke
Don't Bleed,  First Sentences,  Random Ramblings

Around the corner or his mom wouldn’t let him

I just got back from seeing the Doctor Who season premiere in the theater. It was my second time seeing the episode, and the others seemed to enjoy it. There was clapping at the end.

As such, I don’t have as much time as normal tonight. It’s time for bed so I can go to sleep and get up early to exercise.

Yesterday’s short story idea has stuck with me. I’m considering telling it from a different point of view. Here’s a new First Sentence based on that idea

It’s an accident. It always is. The boy is walking home after school. A short walk, just down the street and around the corner or his mom wouldn’t let him, would insist on picking him up. Driving is its own peril, though, with such strict taxes imposed for misuse. A distance like that might not be enough for a permit. Maybe she would walk him home, if only there were time with her job.

It’s seeing a dog down the road that starts it. The boy loves dogs; he rushes to pet it. The golden retriever runs, and in trying to catch up the boy scrapes his side against the bark of a tree. Barely a scrape, really. But it’s enough to draw blood.

I open my eyes and blink the vision away. The flame of my single candle comes into focus. I have time to prepare. It will happen this afternoon and three days will pass before his mom finds out. There’s enough time for me to try and stop the accident in the first place but I gave up on that a long time ago.

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