Dear Duncan, a longtime and loyal reader from the oldest days of my blog, provided me with this tantalizing photo that he took from his window. It's just too much fun to look and then look away from it. So I say we try a few "first sentences" for this mystery. Or, if we get enough people going, let's build on one another's first sentences. I'll start below...
The thing about the guy who wants you dead is that you always think he'll come under cover of darkness. But when I heard the crackle in the forest, I wheeled my chair up to my bedroom window. I'd left the door downstairs unlocked. Now I had only two options: retreat or find a weapon fast.
Reporter, Author, Blogger, and Mother...