Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Minnie Goes to Heaven (3)

a novel written during NaNoWriMo 

She wasn’t worried—not one single bit. Maybe she should worry about that.  No matter how hard she tried she couldn’t worry about John. She felt total peace. This was unexplainable.

Minnie had always worried. She mostly worried about her children. When they were small she worried that they wouldn’t grow up. In the summer she worried that they might fall into the pond and drown. In the winter they might skate and break through the ice and drown. If they were on the bus, it might crash. If they walked along the road a crazy driver might hit them. If they walked in the woods a rabid fox might bite them. If they didn't die from the fox bite, they'd surely succumb to the painful stomach needles. In her mind they often ended up maimed or prematurely dead.

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