You sat on the pier for nearly an hour.
As the sun fell into the far side of the lake, you stood, holding it in your hands. You closed your eyes, extended your arms and let it fall from your hands.
Did the guilt diminish as the last ripple faded away?
This little number weighs in against the 75 word upper limit for October at a mere 51 words. Like last week, this is another one I added more words. This week’s word is ripple.
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What did you drop in the water? Should someone call the EPA or the police? What is there which makes sitting beside a lake one of the most peaceful places on Earth to gather your wits, work out emotions or just soak in the scenery?