The reporter pressed, ‘Do you believe in God.’
He thought, on the walk to the fish at Ballystockart, I got awful thirsty but at an auld stone house, a dark weather-beaten man offered me water. I drank and then the silence came and held me.
But answered, ‘Only in music.’
Random Word: The Blues
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This blog was inspired by First 50 words where you freewrite from a single word prompt. I use random words or images to create flash fiction in formats ranging from twitter postcards to short short stories.