Here is a sample of my writing. A quick challenge story.
“It is strange, isn’t it?” Grandmama lifted her frail hand to pull the sheer curtain away from the window. “Autumn is so beautiful.”
“But that’s when everything is dying.” I try not to let her hear the tears building up behind my eyes.
She sighed, looking at the red maple and aspen trees that hid our house from the rest of the world.