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This week’s prompt: …the scent was overpowering… + 100 words
First a wisp, then the smoke billowed denser and angrier.
“Boys? Georgie? His mother peered through the doorway across the rolling fields and trees. “Georgie!”
She dashed inside, rang the fire-hall, and face alabaster, charged out again. Two boys hooted and swayed towards her in drunken fashion.
“You okay? How’d the fire start?” The twelve-year-olds howled with ridiculous laughter. She grabbed each by an arm and tugged towards home. “We’ll talk later. Better hope the house doesn’t catch fire.”
The wind shifted and the scent was overpowering. Fire bells clanged nearby. The odor seemed familiar, yet… “Lordy. Someone’s marijuana crop’s burning in our backyard.”
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