This week’s writing prompt over at 3linetales is the image below.
It was one of those times when you just knew something big was going to happen — even the air seemed to sizzle with anticipation. The three of us got comfortable beneath a willow tree, waiting, watching, wondering, and eventually dozing off.
I was awakened in the black of night by a hooker trying to steal the sandals right off my feet.
The Abject Muse 