Write four lines of prose about: the enhancement.
Last day of August already, huh? Ain't that something.
To the market tomorrow with: peaches, nectarines, corn, berries (black and rasp), tomatoes, zucchini, green beans, onions, garlic, cucumbers, pears, plums, and (deep breath) our first selection of Gala apples.
Toss in some sunshine and the fact that it's the last long weekend of the summer and it should make for a good one.
The house had been sealed shut for over a week, with Mr. Prince locked inside while he made various enhancements to his family's living space. When his wife and daughter were finally allowed inside to view the results there were many gasps of surprise and admiration.
His daughter was especially fond of the pony that had been trained to carry her up the stairs each night to bed.
She was less thrilled, however, when she discovered her closet had been turned into a stable - one she was expected to muck out.
Write about: identity.
The latest brigade of helpers/visitors have arrived. Should I feel bad that I listed helpers ahead of visitors?
"Sorry about all this," the police officer said with a slight shrug. "We're a busy station and every now and again a wire gets crossed here and there."
"Don't worry about it," I replied. "I'm just glad things got sorted out."
"Sure, us too. Just have a seat and we'll get your belongings out of evidence. Shouldn't take more than a couple of minutes."
I nodded my thanks but didn't sit beat. After a prolonged stay in an interview room with two cranky detectives, I just wanted to get out of there as soon as possible.
Besides, if they figured out who I really was my stay would become unpleasantly permanent.