I wonder if the fog just starts out of the blue or you see it coming. Lucky you, you weren't shot. Didn't they ask where you came from? Like always it was a pleasure reading about your adventures.
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I wonder if the fog just starts out of the blue or you see it coming. Lucky you, you weren't shot. Didn't they ask where you came from? Like always it was a pleasure reading about your adventures.
Sometimes, you can see it coming, but most of the time, it will be foggy when I wake up.
When I heard them, it was scary. I was not THAT worried, but when the shells floated by my boat, I was very worried.
We did not talk only gave each other a hand wave. They were on the other side of the river standing on a shoreline across from the boat ramp. It is 2 miles across the river.
I hope before I die or can't remember them, I can write about all of my adventures.
I like it when a prompt brings back an old memory.
Thank you for reading.
I remember how I read you for the first time and asked to use a prompt. You said it wasn't possible but I told you to just write like you are used to. How many times you did that while still writing about your life as a fishery woman. Just like the first time I read you all your adventures make great reads worth publishing.
I am glad you think my stories should be published but I do not see it. These are stories I wish to leave for my grandkids, it is my life.