A few drops from the sky, she quickly changed into her raingear. The brisk air feeling refreshing and the drops from the sky subsiding made for a beautiful evening walk. With tired muscles and a burning sensation in her tummy, she rounded the corner to home, excited to see the Schwan man across the street!
Every Friday write a poem, story or limerick of 55 words, no more, no less and then report to the G-man!!
NOTE: I have been absent for a bit from the Friday Flash 55 so a bit rusty:) I don't usually order from Schwans but did get some tasty healthy items tonight.
Have a super fantastic weekend everyone!