Don't tell me you CAN'T, you don't WANT TO, you are TOO BUSY. I've started a new story 5 times and can't get past the first paragraph. For me it lies in something I don't think I can even image. Please help. Take a breath and try to write the next line or two to put me on a path I can follow. I WILL finish it and let you now the results.
My niece, Alicia, called Monday for a Wednesday appointment. I fit her in at two between Weise and Colburn. Wednesday, 2 p.m. came but Alicia didn't arrive. This was most unusual. She is a stickler for time. I gave her 15 minutes leeway and put her out of my mind. At 4:30 I called her. The usual message sweetly asked that I call back or leave a message. With a lilt in her tone, she said , 'Thanks, Angels' and I left an angry memo. 'Alicia, no more favors. Next time you do this to me, I'm charging you like I do for other malingerers. No more favors. Call to re-set.' My release served only one purpose. Alicia has to learn she is not Queen of the May.
Thursday morning I found out why Alicia hadn't come in. She was dead!
Murder? Accident? Suicide? Drugs? Rape? Choose and do a paragraph. YOU CAN WRITE. I may alter what you come up with but the push will be good for me and you might enjoy the challenge.
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