First Line of Monday:
It ripped my bandages but barely touched my skin.
Three shots rang out, one, two, three, steady and even as a metronome.
Last Line of yesterday:
Getting enough gas to even get to our destination is going to be tricky.”
Current Word Count:
I gave up and moved my wordcount goal from 45,000 down to 37,800. Stress, too much stress.
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