Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)
Today we revisit Friends of the Doctrine. jenne and ceayr over at their bloghop, the Unicorn Challenge. The way it works is this: there is a photo provided, new for the week. All willing to try are invited to write a story, one of no more than two hundred-fity words that involve/relate-to/jeez-don’t-ask the aforementioned photo.
Pretty simple, isn’t it?
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You feel the bike increase in speed and choose to celebrate the fact that, despite what your children say, you’re not in all that bad a shape. Each downward extension of your legs is rewarded with freshening breeze on your cheeks.
Hey. Has anyone seen gramps?>
Sure, this section of the riding path is newly paved and uncrowded.
The pedal no longer stabs the bunion on your left foot and, for a moment you feel a flutter above your ear, and remember how, in the sixth grade on the last day of class, you stood on the pedals facing backwards over the rear wheel, sped passed the front of school and the first and second grade kids came to the windows to cheer you on. You consider turning your head to look back along the way you came, but the breeze feels so good, even if it triggering ‘pins-and-needles’ in your scalp on the opposite of your head.
You can almost see them in the open windows when you hear voices.
Call 911. Now! No, don’t move him.>
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