April WIP ‘Road Trip’ Writing challenge! #JusticeforBelle


Didi Oviatt

“Urrrgh, I’m coming. I’m coming.”

I mumble to myself, as the excruciating rap rap rapping on my door once again jabs the feeling of a needle point pin into my migraine. I don’t get them very often, but when I do I wipes me right out. It’s probably because I spent the entire day at the lake with Lucy. I soaked up the perfect amount of sun, it was bliss. Until I managed to go several hours without a drink of water, I didn’t even realize my idiocy.

Lucy said that she’d be back later to check on me, but I didn’t expect her so soon. I rub and pinch at the little space between my eyes. The attempt to relieve any pressure is moot. I sigh and swing the door open, with my eyes hardly open and my focus planted firmly at my feet.

It’s his smell that hits…

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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