- Prompt: Write the opening sentence (just one sentence), of 25 words or fewer, to a story based on the photo to the left.You can be funny, poignant, witty, etc.; it is, after all, your story.
Thanks to everyone who entered and/or voted in WD’s Your Story 69! Here are the results. The winners, in ranking order, are as follows:
1. Clutching his monogrammed bowling ball, Stella crouched on the branch above the bench where her cheating husband regularly met his concubine.
2. She’d begun to associate the bench with the man’s angular silhouette, registering his absence the way one might a trash can or signpost gone missing.
3. Visitors to Montauk Ranch always ask why grandpappy stole that bench from Central Park, and I tell them to go ask grandpappy; he’s buried underneath.
4. New York State was tired of me, and I was tired of New York, and Canada was only one freezing swim away.
5. Twenty-five years ago, Bill and Anna sat in silence; waves splashed beneath them—pulling Anna closer he whispered, “…no one will find it here.”
- The pink hue made her think of her grandfather’s words – “red sky in the morning, sailors take warning” – if only there’d been such a warning. …
- My eyes on the horizon, I once again wondered how a God, who so could paint the skies, could lay this body at my feet.
- Jed shook his head at his own foolishness, then felt along the seat of the old bench anyway – just to be sure.
- A blushing pink dawn rose promising another beautiful, clear day for most – its revelation of murder that night left an ugly, dark bruise on mine.
- I remember this day so vividly, as it was my wedding day; but now, this photo hangs on my prison wall.