Tuesday, January 10, 2017
I have always loved creative writing. I have snippets of stories in my head, on bits of paper, and on my computer. I thought it would be fun to post bits now and then and see where they take us! I've highlighted what I have written. Who do you think they are? What do you think might happen? When and where does this take place? And why is he waiting? Enjoy!
By all appearances, he was a good man, a kind man. Yet his heart was as black ice ~ silent and treacherous. He lay waiting for just the right opportunity when she would slip up. It was bound to happen. We all slip up sometimes but not always with such dire consequences.