Gemma and Sparkles were inseparable.
One beautiful morning, they went cantering over the hills.
Gemma lay sprawled on the grass, her glasses askew.
“You are like a flash of lightning! Oh do slow down!”
The horse gently nuzzled the girl’s cheeks.
Participating Entry – YeahWrite #210 Microstories Challenge
Answer this question in exactly 42 words:
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