Blog post 5

A sneak peek at my short narrative entitled “Five Million”

It was a warm spring evening. A friend of mind and I decided to trek on foot to a deli in Whitestone. We were about three fourths of the way there after walking from Fresh Meadows when we suddenly hit a snag in our journey. Our trip came to a halt when the sidewalk which we were on came to an end as the street intersected the service road of the Cross Island Parkway. We had no choice but to sprint across, against traffic. As we took our first steps, the light suddenly changed and traffic shot toward us like racehorses out of the gate.

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