This week’s photo: Copyright: Janet Webb
And now my 100 word story:
We watched the devastating path as Hurricane Hugo made its way up the coast. When it flooded the tiny town 100 miles downriver we felt a kinship. So it was with empathy that our church group decided to collect bottled water from the community and truck it across the mountain.
Sam was the truck driver. He was my age with blue eyes and a beautiful smile.
I was in love with Sam. I didn’t know him. I didn’t want to know him.
I was an unhappily married woman and that smile and those eyes helped me sleep at night.