The Sunday Whirl

She spied a gap between the sky and the vast edge of the horizon. It was a frightening void and she blinked furiously, thinking it must be tired eyes seeing this. Her breath suddenly stopped, and she jerked back. The gap was now closing…Tightening the curling wrap around her she wished Joe was next to her. If ever there was someone who knew how to fix everything, it was Joe.

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