It’s My Turn

Published on by Susi Bocks
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I felt like vanishing or at least being blind to escape the scene at the back of the bus. There was no escape from the young girl’s loud sigh, one of pleasure, not boredom. This trip, the highlight being her yearning instead, was turning out to be a disappointment.

Oh yes! The bus stopped, and the tour guide led us to the top of a unique structure covered in a strange vine. When I misstepped, I felt a twinge of fear, but a strong hand pulled me steady. I felt his essence flash strong enough to tap into my core.

Inspired by The Sunday Whirl – Wordle #669

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