April 2011 – Our Write Side

> Last Friday, I left Regina sitting in a pizzeria. Today I pick it up right where I left her. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~      She sat back on the bench, prepared for a long evening of waiting. Her fingers brushed the cool iron as her left arm lifted to embrace the backrest. The pizzeria was quiet tonight; the…

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>I’m not quite sure where this story falls in line with the other Weathered scenes chronologically, other than it is not in the beginning. I have not written more than 13,000 words in chronological order, so the story is very random at this point. I know that at some point in the future, it will…

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