The End of #30Words30Days

April went by in a flash — or in a blur of 30 tiny stories, depending on how you look at it. Here is the final installment from the 30 Words 30 Days Challenge.

Day 26: Native

There’s a land that runs in your blood, its hills and valleys mapped upon your skin, the far-flung sky more you than the name mama gave you before she went.

Day 27: Meeting

Brief meeting of minds behind the rusted back-alley dumpster sealed Josephine’s fate. She’d made too many people hide in the walk-in crying; there was about to be a back-of-house uprising.

Day 28: Clan

The gulls screech and scold each other as our clan compiles, waiting for the worst. Barnacles against a rising tide, and what do we do when the rock is gone?

Day 29: Company

New love, green as first leaves budding on a willow in spring, accompanied with apple blossom kisses and eyes as blue as robins’ eggs… The frost will come too soon.

Day 30: Belong

I belong to the shore. Let the surf wash endlessly over until the corners of my soul smooth. Let me lay, a treasure waiting for some peace-loving gatherer to find.

Take a stab at it in the comments and leave me a 30-word story of your own.

Published by Aly Writes

I bake. I write. What goes better together than a good story and a delicious fresh-baked pastry? Nothing. And I can give you both. Grab a hot cuppa and join me.

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