Monday, June 10, 2013

"No," Myke breathed. 
Sal's grey eyes flashed like the Hudson river in the sun. "What did you say?"
"I said no." Myke looked up, his voice gaining strength. "I'm not doing this anymore. I'm not playing by you rules."
Sal's fist met Myke's gut. Myke fell backwards, landing hard against the ground. He looked up at Sal, his eyes bight with pained tears.
"No," he said again.


Today's novel idea inspired by: The picture, courtesy of Young Authors in Training. Sorry this is super, super short. It's not so much a story, as the feeling I got from the picture.

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