“I breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look back over the garage. It was a thing of beauty, all shiny and wet and not on fire.”
“I breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look back over the garage. It was a thing of beauty, all shiny and wet and not on fire.”
Cool! You picked my favorite sentence from that whole story. Glad you liked it.
Wow! You found my link quickly!Yeah, I thought it was a great story, and that sentence really identified with the young boy inside of me, lighting chemical fires in my friends backyard.