As he had every hour since long before midnight, John arose and opened the bedroom door.
Let The Dog Out

Nice sentence, a story in itself but also leaves you cliff hanging. I’ve been reading “the art of X-ray reading” which is stuffy, but interesting if you like writing technique. It’s wonderful how you keep telling stories that illuminate life in Maine.

Falling down stairs is bad, let’s hope for less of that in 2018!!

Great work.

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