3:17 a.m.

[Atticus]

I remember how a cigarette I shouldn't have been smoking lit up a dark room with each drag.
And how summer nights smell when the world is asleep except for a distant hound and whatever stirred him.
You can't lie to yourself when it's just you to listen and you stand naked before your conscience.
The dawn may bring a wiser you because of what you've seen in the dark.

[CaliforniaPeggy]

1. You definitely have a poetic soul, my dear Atticus . . .Keep workin' it. ♥ nt

[WheelWalker]

2. Chapter One, paragraph one.

Now, the rest of the story?

[IjustDontlikeRepugs]

3. Please, keep going.

That hit close to me. Very good.

[debm55]

4. Beautiful, I can see your words in my mind's eye. Thank you

[Karadeniz]

5. Fabulous!!!