When Winston Met Sparks
A stream of sunlight shone through the slit between the curtains and caused Winston to stir from is peaceful night’s sleep. He sat up and stretched his arms above his head and arched his back listening to the crackle of the bones. I’m either getting old…or I need a new bed he thought to himself as he slid toes into his comfy house shoes. He drew aside the curtains revealing a glorious sunrise and he could hardly wait to get dressed and go for his morning walk.
Winston sipped his coffee, between bites from his overflowing bowl of Cheerios, and made notes of the things he needed to accomplish this day. Hardware store…bird seed and twine. Grocery store, cereal, bananas, and something sweet for an afternoon treat. Going to be an easy day today. He grabbed his market bag and headed out the door.
“Morning Winston” the neighbor down the street said, as Winston walked by. “Morning Mike, what a great day it is today…it seems especially nice”, Winston replied, as he straightened his shoulders and lightened his step. Seems like a special day, he said to himself.
PART TWO COMING SOON