Last week, I asked you if you could tell a story in ten words. You clearly could, as you’ll see below. So I’m going to make the challenge tougher. Can you tell a story in six-words?
I’ve had a go:
Hand slackens. Tears fall. Son dead.
Back to last week and your ten-word stories:
Tiny fingers, searching blue eyes. I sob, new life.
Earth hit the coffin lid. She smiled. Free at last.
“Those aren’t my stilettos!” she said, her eyes turning arctic.
He was home early! She cooked merrily. They ate together.
Take it, go on take it, what’s a heartbeat anyway!
Parallel universe? But how do we get back for tea?