Wednesday — the week is half over and you’ve written less than half your weekly goal. See if this prompt helps get you started then take off on your own work.

heart fence The sweat rolled down John’s back. The August sun was impossible in Mississippi. The fence was almost torn down. Lifting the ax at the last section his eye caught the heart-shape that 50 years earlier had been crafted and assembled for Sarah. Did it matter now? She was gone and the fence was no longer needed.

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