Three by Five (sentences) (GBE 2 #127)
Staring at the screen, the writer ponders what to do. They need three thirty word stories by Thursday. Are they crazy? The espresso cup is picked up. With a sip, he starts. The harvest moon is setting behind the ridge, larger than when it rose. Billy rises on his elbow and looks down on her profile. Soft bosom rises and falls in anticipation. Her lips open slightly as they approach. With a sigh, Sarah's life begins. The paces quickens. What was that noise? Looking back to see, she doesn't see the curb. The driver doesn't see her. And each other's memories are frozen in time.