Saturday, June 16, 2012

The granite steps were damp and cold from the drizzling rain falling from the sky on an early British afternoon.  The time had come for me to return what was never mine.  My latest subject sat with his hands covering his face, his shirt torn at the sleeve, his breaking point was near.  I cautiously sat down on the same steps to his right knowing the time was now or never.  It took nearly five minutes before he reacted to my presence.
I decided to start a new blog site and see where it goes.  This will be my site for updates on my writing.  Please join me here.
Let's try this again.