“Hmm,” Samuel said, watching the onslaught of snow. Hours of soul-draining toil loomed before him.
He set the shovel down, headed inside, and kicked off his boots. Grabbed his paperback and sat in the recliner.
Within moments, he was gone—worlds away. Venturing through a muggy rainforest at high noon.
Thanks so much for reading “On Second Thought” today. I hope you liked it.
I never had a chance to share this story at our last Fifties by the Fire get-together because my family was roaming the Bronx Zoo, taking in the holiday lights display. It was well worth the trek!
I also wanted to share an incredibly thorough and thoughtful review of my book, 50 Fifties.
of Ring Around the Basin wrote and published this book review last week, and it was the best Christmas gift I could have asked for. If you have two minutes, please consider giving it a read (and check out Sue’s other work, while you’re there!).Thank you again, Sue.
Have a wonderful rest of the week, everyone! I’ll see you Monday with some new fiction.
- Justin
It's a scientific fact: The snow will remove itself, if you just give it time!
I actually enjoy shoveling snow. Maybe because it gets me out of the house. Not that I do it much here in North Carolina. But I did plenty in Michigan.