Tales from the Saturday Shed: The prompt this week is AWAY.
For those with the time or inclination: Feel free to join in!
I look away from him before he sees the truth in my eyes.
I look away and look back, and the table disappears again.
I look away from the edge, staring at the endless sea, I yearn to join it.
I look away from the road and crash my car.
I look away from the body and am quietly sick.
I look away from Mervin and stare at Shelley: who would have thought?
I look away from the window, there is nothing I can do to help.
I look away from the priest and refuse to take the wafer.
I look away from my desk and realise I am on my own.
I look away from the fire; I don’t like the stories it tells me.
Ella Craig 
Now that is very serious for you. Excellent and very deep I was waiting for the punch line that didn’t come. That is so very clever, you surprised me again. 💜💜
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Thank you! I like to keep you on your toes, but I’ll let you into a secret – it started life as a light piece of fluff and morphed into this!
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Well that even better, when you go with the flow some of the best work is written 💜😌
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Spot on – I completely agree!
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This is something new Ella. 👍🏼👍🏼👍🏼
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Thanks, Sadje – I have no idea if this is a one-off or a phase I’m going through!
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You’re welcome.
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