A funny thing happened on the way to this week's Janet Reid contest. I wrote a story, and NOBODY DIES! Janet noted she is attending the ThrillerFest XI conference. In honor of that, she chose the words:
16 (the latter a reference to 2016)
From those words came "17."
I missed the thrill of being 16.
“To 17!” I said to nobody, pitching back another shot to celebrate bittersweet freedom.
As always, I welcome your comments.