My Improvised novel (Chapter I part 2)
Selma Adler woke up, startled and confused. What kind of dream was that? Her husband came out of the bathroom, brushing his teeth. 'Tish shevryding okay, huhney?' "What?" She gave him a puzzled look. She didn't seem completely awake. 'Nevrymind'. After a minute he came back. "It's one of those... Sign in to see full entry.