July is coming and so are the first week of prompts. Thunder is rumbling overhead and the lights are flickering so I’ll not waste any time.
Monday, July 3rd: He drove deep into the night.
Tuesday, July 4th: Sparks flew.
Wednesday, July 5th : The exhaustion weighted his eyelids.
Thursday, July 6th: It was lost more than thirty years ago.
Friday, July 7th: He was left scrambling.
Don’t they look lovely? Now forget you saw them. Have a cup of coffee, or tea or whatever it is you use to start your morning, enjoy your Friday and we will come back to the first of these bright and early Monday morning. See you there.
Ten til Midnight 