Once again, Bruce has challenged us to craft a story using fewer than 51 words. I am joining him with a school-based theme for this month’s topic.
Title: A Calculated Risk
Word Count: 50
The top of the South Tower brushed the eastbound clouds five hundred feet above us.
Hank said, “It looks pretty damn windy up there.”
I continued adjusting the straps on my safety harness. “If we are lucky we’ll be down before it gets too bad.”
Class was now in session.
Nothing beats OJT. Great 50!
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You’d think, being a gargoyle, that I’d be comfortable with heights. Nope! Your story sent a shiver down my spine!!
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I guess that is the difference between theory and practice. Thanks, Bruce.
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