During 2018’s A-Z Challenge, we wrote the first draft of “The November Deadline” and to celebrate that this is now (finally) out with beta readers, we’ll be producing a daily piece of micro-fiction linked to it – some prequel, some containing a detail not included in the story, some snippets from sequels currently being written.
Isaac hacked along the path, skirting the coppice-willows, and came down to the small lake in the centre of Jack’s estate. He dumped his pack, took off his boots, and stripped down to his trunks, before running into the chilly water. He started off with a fast crawl, slicing through the water and leaving a delta-wake spreading out behind him. Near the opposite shore he tumble turned and returned using a back stroke. Back and forth once more, breast-stroke both ways, and he was done with his swim. He whipped a rough towel out of the pack, dried off and dressed, and was back running again in a matter of minutes.
“Best be keeping ready” he thought to himself. “I ‘spect summat’ll be along dreckly.”
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