Season after season, my flowers bloomed. Then one spring, they didn't. I started watering the weeds instead. They were a sure thing. A few of my roses bloomed in spite of my neglect, so I thought all was well. But it wasn't. I was watering my weeds while wishing for my rose garden to prosper.
About Friday Flash 55: The challenge is to write a complete story in fifty-five words or less. If you've written a 55-flash, go let The G-Man know!
About Friday Flash 55: The challenge is to write a complete story in fifty-five words or less. If you've written a 55-flash, go let The G-Man know!