This week's challenge from Terrible Minds was to write a three sentence story.
TM 2012/6/29 - Another Story in Three Sentences
I want to give someone a copy of 500 Ways To Tell A Better Story.
As always, you gotta dance for your dinner, though. It’s f*ck-or-walk around these parts, hoss.
Put your pants on. I didn’t mean it like that. It’s a metaphor. Or something. ANYWAY.
You’re going to tell a story in three sentences. You will post this story here, in the comments below. Keep it under 100 words. You only get one entry.
I will give away three copies of the book in either ePub, MOBI or PDF format. Your choice.
You’ve got one week. Due by noon EST, July 6th, 2012. Three sentences. Beginning, middle, end, 1, 2, 3.
Here's mine - not that fictional a story, as I watched this play out with a friend at my local one evening. Was interesting.
Moira glared as her former friend trash talked her, following the bitch's tirade easily across the noisy dance floor.
Sheila suddenly noticed her deaf friend watching and covered her lips in panic, but it was too late.
Moira nodded and signed back with a raised finger - a bit of universal sign language that even Sheila got.