“What if the clouds were actually living beings?” she asked while in the car. Nostalgia washed over me. She had outgrown the what-if game a long time ago. Most of the time she didn’t care what I thought of, well anything, so I was a little surprised. She was staring up at the sky and I could almost hear the gears turning in her head. I almost didn’t respond. I was afraid to break the spell. She turned to me with her question still on her face.
“What do you mean if,” I said.
This is a rough draft but I’m so proud of myself that it’s under a hundred words I could cheer!
I’m the absolute worst at coming up with titles, but the sample of your work was amazing! Loved the first line. It painted a beautiful picture!
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Love the end to this: “What do you mean if,” I said.
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Lovely story. how about Cumulus Question
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