Daily Writing Blurb
He paused, lighter still half an inch from his cigarette, and turned. Considering the sign for a moment, he put his lighter away. He slouched toward the sign, hand digging in his pocket for his knife. Occupied by the idea of what he could possibly carve, he didn't realize the sign was radiating. Find this blurb on Pinterest ! Photo: Down These Mean Streets (c) Will Steacy, 2009.