7 Line Challenge
Thanks a bunch to Louise West for tagging me for this blog-hop. This is my first and I'm guessing a few people out there will never have seen one before, so, for the uninitiated- here's the deal.
I'm about to post seven lines from page seven of my work in progress... "Saratoga" Exciting stuff! I will tag seven (hopefully!) other writers who will, in turn, do the same on their blogs. I suggest you click on the links and check them out.
OK- here it is!
Father was there within a few minutes, walking around the tangled mess, scratching his jaw, trying to figure out a way to get me down. He tried ladders, but they just sunk into the tall grass as though it were warm butter. He chopped at it a few times with his garden shears, but it just grew back underneath me. It refused to let me down.
I leaned forward, tears in my eyes. “Maybe I could just climb down?” I ask them.
“No,” Father replies. “Stay where you are, we’ll get you down. I don’t want you to-”But it was too late. I had leaned too far over the edge, the edge near the cement patio.