Can you see this? Feel this?
The walk was made in companionable silence, each of them lost in their own thoughts. A slight breeze blew over them, carrying with it an autumn nip. Brightly colored leaves in ranges of orange and yellow, rained down around them, carpeting the sidewalk. Jo sniffed. A fireplace burned, bringing to mind childhood memories of popcorn and marshmallows at her grandmother's house. Somewhere, a lawnmower roared, its sound muffled by distance.
1 comment:
Can see it, smell it, hear it....but pull me in more...."walk was made"...weak.....strengthen it to make the reader a PART of the story....
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