8th Feb 2018
Since last posting on my blog I have had a new great grandaughter, which is such a great blessing. Unfortunatley they live rather a long way from us, so it'll be a while before we meet her. I'm mega proud, though, of my grandson and his wife who are such a loving couple and can't wait until we see them .
Also, yesterday was the 2nd anniversary of my dear mum's death. I miss her more as time goes on. Will that continue?
Anyway on with the six sentence story.
Today the prompt is "pitch" ...
Let me know what you think...
Pitch
"I've been driving for hours now and my eyes are closing, so we'll just have to stop and pitch the tent here," Tony said, pulling off the road and into what appeared to be a small open space nestled in woods and situated below a mountain. He turned off the engine and the silence was immediately filled with the rushing sound of a nearby waterfall, which oddly, made the place seem less lonely.
"OK, but it'll be hard to find a suitable spot in the dark. We'll need to keep the car lights on while we work and I'm scared Tony and will we be safe here?" Linda gave him a worried glance that went straight through him, but he tried to hide the fact that he too hoped they'd stay hidden until they could set off again in the morning.
Together they fumbled about in the boot of the car, dragging out a small two man tent, which they managed to erect quite easily, only taking fifteen minutes for them to be sorted and ready for bed .
They didn't bother to blow up the beds or get changed and just wriggled into their sleeping bags, switched off the small torch and lay there, neither of them expecting to get any sleep after all that had happened to them in the last forty eight hours.
