Mid-stride, Ray Holms freezes. The world drops out from under him and an actual noise sounds in his head. Like a soundtrack in a horror film. And he breaks into an instant flop sweat.
What I am about to say will not be helpful but I feel like if I don’t say it, well, I’ll say it somewhere else where everyone can talk back at me.. Yes, you are welcome to reply to this post but I get to see it before every other reader sees it. Don’t you wish I’d get to the point?
A slightly recycled post.
My favorite place in Yellowstone National Park. This is Shell Spring. The words are a flash fiction contest entry and yes, it was the winner.