Burned!
Published under Conversations on March 31, 2008*Rhiannon is at the hotel, heading downstairs to continue helping tear down a local charity event. She sees Myles, a fellow helper, carrying a stack of boxes up the stairs. The boxes take up the entire width of the staircase*
*She pauses, and then decides to go down, and then decides to go up.*
Rhiannon: Uh oh, you’re gonna kill me . . .
*She stands by the top of the stairwell while Myles brings up the boxes*
Myles: You’re the psychic, you tell me.
Blessings,
Rhiannon
