Here’s what you do. I start a story with five words. You continue the story with five more words. The next person adds five words, and so on, until we have 300 pages that will take Stephen King out of the best seller slot. Ready? Continue the story in the comments section.
“She knew the envelope contained…”
She knew the envelope contained more than just a letter.
A very “special” love note
I’m fixing this for Mom:
She knew the envelope contained more than just a letter. A very “special” love note…
She knew the envelope contained more than just a letter. A very “special” love note from a man she hadn’t
She knew the envelope contained more than just a letter. A very “special” love note from a man she hadn’t even known was still alive.
She knew the envelope contained more than just a letter. A very “special” love note from a man she hadn’t even known as still alive. There was an odd familiarity…
She knew the envelope contained more than just a letter. A very “special” love note from a man she hadn’t even known as still alive. There was an odd familiarity, a scent that reminded her
of Coppertone and Shipyard ale.
She knew the envelope contained more than just a letter. A very “special” love note from a man she hadn’t even known was still alive. There was an odd familiarity, a scent that reminded her of Coopertone and Shipyard ale. Although she could still smell…
by Eben
She knew the envelope contained more than just a letter. A very “special” love note from a man she hadn’t even known was still alive. There was an odd familiarity, a scent that reminded her of Coopertone and Shipyard ale. Although she could still smell the cherry tobacco the postman
She knew the envelope contained more than just a letter. A very “special” love note from a man she hadn’t even known was still alive. There was an odd familiarity, a scent that reminded her of Coopertone and Shipyard ale. Although she could still smell the cherry tobacco the postman’s pipe scented mailbag always left
She knew the envelope contained more than just a letter. A very “special” love note from a man she hadn’t even known was still alive. There was an odd familiarity, a scent that reminded her of Coopertone and Shipyard ale. Although she could still smell the cherry tobacco the postman’s pipe scented mailbag always left, the letter was very heavy…
She knew the envelope contained more than just a letter. A very “special” love note from a man she hadn’t even known was still alive. There was an odd familiarity, a scent that reminded her of Coopertone and Shipyard ale. Although she could still smell the cherry tobacco the postman’s pipe scented mailbag always left. The letter was very heavy and the envelope contained a
She knew the envelope contained more than just a letter. A very “special” love note from a man she hadn’t even known was still alive. There was an odd familiarity, a scent that reminded her of Coopertone and Shipyard ale. Although she could still smell the cherry tobacco the postman’s pipe scented mailbag always left. The letter was very heavy and the envelope contained a wax seal with the letter
She knew the envelope contained more than just a letter. A very “special” love note from a man she hadn’t even known was still alive. There was an odd familiarity, a scent that reminded her of Coopertone and Shipyard ale. Although she could still smell the cherry tobacco the postman’s pipe scented mailbag always left. The letter was very heavy and the envelope contained a wax seal with the letter “W”, it was an unmistakable…
She knew the envelope contained more than just a letter. A very “special” love note from a man she hadn’t even known was still alive. There was an odd familiarity, a scent that reminded her of Coopertone and Shipyard ale. Although she could still smell the cherry tobacco the postman’s pipe scented mailbag always left. The letter was very heavy and the envelope contained a wax seal with the letter “W”, it was an unmistakable marking she’d seen only once before
She knew the envelope contained more than just a letter. A very “special” love note from a man she hadn’t even known was still alive. There was an odd familiarity, a scent that reminded her of Coopertone and Shipyard ale. Although she could still smell the cherry tobacco the postman’s pipe scented mailbag always left. The letter was very heavy and the envelope contained a wax seal with the letter “W”, it was an unmistakable marking she’d seen only once before, twenty years ago. She recalled
She knew the envelope contained more than just a letter. A very “special” love note from a man she hadn’t even known was still alive. There was an odd familiarity, a scent that reminded her of Coopertone and Shipyard ale. Although she could still smell the cherry tobacco the postman’s pipe scented mailbag always left. The letter was very heavy and the envelope contained a wax seal with the letter “W”, it was an unmistakable marking she’d seen only once before, twenty years ago. She recalled that time as she moved
She knew the envelope contained more than just a letter. A very “special” love note from a man she hadn’t even known was still alive. There was an odd familiarity, a scent that reminded her of Coopertone and Shipyard ale. Although she could still smell the cherry tobacco the postman’s pipe scented mailbag always left. The letter was very heavy and the envelope contained a wax seal with the letter “W”, it was an unmistakable marking she’d seen only once before, twenty years ago. She recalled that time as she moved to a comfortable spot to
She knew the envelope contained more than just a letter. A very “special” love note from a man she hadn’t even known was still alive. There was an odd familiarity, a scent that reminded her of Coopertone and Shipyard ale. Although she could still smell the cherry tobacco the postman’s pipe scented mailbag always left. The letter was very heavy and the envelope contained a wax seal with the letter “W”, it was an unmistakable marking she’d seen only once before, twenty years ago. She recalled that time as she moved to a comfortable spot to sit and finally rip it open.