Night was falling in rural Maine. “There’s one more property to show you. It's been vacant for a long time though it is grossly underpriced.” Fog sealed the darkness as they passed a tiny cemetery. The eyes of a huge Saint Bernard glowed in the headlights. Buddy Holly blared from an ancient Plymouth Fury's radio.
It feels scary. You set the scene well. But now what happens. We are nosy dragons.
ReplyDeleteGood 55
We have posted
HERE.
Cujo meets Christine eh MBW?
ReplyDeleteExcellent 55..
Thanks for contributing this Friday, and have a Kick-Ass Week-End....G
Another 55 words on what happened next please!
ReplyDelete