Dave expected her to acknowledge his fearless and effective confrontation of the dangerous street gang in the front yard. Praise, awe, even an exceptionally enthusiastic hug came to mind.
What came, though, was silence. No recognition. No accolades. No big hug. He didn’t understand.
Hadn’t he done as he should?
Rock Conner writes stories In Atlanta.
ROCK CONNER: Expectation,
Rock read the writing guidelines, the story challenge. Without hesitation he began.
“Don’t bother me,” he said to his mate. “I’m in a zone where I want to stay.”
Adding, deleting, polishing and completing brought to him a sigh of relief.
His story told he now had a first draft.
Posted by auan macdonald on February 6th, 2013.