I'm over a fifth of the way done with the 52 stories in 52 weeks challenge. For story #12, I was giving the following prompt from one of my writing groups: Which is the oldest tree in your neighborhood and what has it seen?
If you want to play along, try writing your own story before reading mine...
The moss-covered oaks arched over the road with typical South Carolinian hospitality. They extended their welcoming branches, blocked the beating sun, guided the way down the dusty gravel road....
Published on January 28, 2016 07:31