tideshift

Monday, November 27, 2006

Blueprint

Blueprint

Chapter 1

As earthworms go, this one was ordinary. A little more than two inches long. Pink with gray undertones. Wriggling.

Jack bent low over his shovel handle and gently pinched the worm between his grimy thumb and forefinger, whispered a quick “Thanks,” and lowered the little guy into the freshly churned soil in the shady corner of the garden plot.

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