When I was a timid thirteen-year-old, I fell asleep on the bus at summer camp. With the seat to myself, as per usual, I pressed my forehead to the window and felt it vibrate against my skull. Fox-faced, gossipy Sophie glared at me and whispered into her friend's ear. A gaggle of boys began to use the empty seat next to me as a card table, dealing out the deck right over my head. Their raucous laughter eventually lulled me to sleep. Fitfully. I awoke to one of the boys nudging my arm, card outstretched in his hand. "Wanna play?"
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Bobby Warner
27/11/2020 11:59:18 pm
A great little slice of life nicely put in 100 words.
JB
28/11/2020 03:41:30 am
Thank you so much, this is the first time someone has commented on something i wrote and it means a lot to me!
Susan F. Reid
28/11/2020 03:49:14 pm
A really cute story.
Julia Beecher
1/12/2020 12:24:14 am
I appreciate it, Susan! :)
Sue Clayton
29/11/2020 01:11:15 am
Guess he won that game of cards before he even began to play, Julia.
Julia Beecher
1/12/2020 12:26:42 am
Of course! ;)
Maria
30/11/2020 06:55:16 pm
Notably good. Please continue writing and submitting.
Julia Beecher
1/12/2020 12:25:49 am
Thank you so much, Maria! People like you encourage me to keep writing. Feel free to find me on twitter @JuliaBeecher if you want to read more, I post all my writing pubs there! <3 Comments are closed.
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