Tuesday Tales, What's My Address..
Happy March! This week our group writes to the word prompt, "address". “Michael, it’s so good to see you man.” “It’s awesome to see you awake. You scared the shit out of me.” “I don’t remember much, all of a sudden, bam, we were on the ground. How did I get out of there?” “We heard the commotion and immediately went out to the square. It took a little bit to find you, we finally did and got you in to safety.” “What about Prisha? She got hurt too.” “She’s alive, don’t worry about her.” “C’mon Michael, you gotta tell me more than that. I was protecting her.” “Why don’t you concentrate on getting your skinny ass outta that bed? You ain’t no good to anyone stuck on your back with an IV.” “I’m trying. My body is on a delay, like a television show to keep out anything inappropriate.” “Huh?” Obviously, Michael wasn’t familiar with how network programming works. “What I mean is, I can think about what I want to do, but, my body doesn’t react ...